My dad wants me to see a therapist for my phone anxiety.

Because uh, that's how bad it is. :'D

This is my least favorite part about being an adult. Signing shit, that's cool. Responsibility? I can handle that. Making phone calls? Well fuck.

I've actually called like, three people this week. I called the hospital and the doctor and the art school to reschedule my portfolio's interview. But... Ugh.

I mean, the pharmacy is practically down the street from here. I'd rather just.. Go over there and ask if my stuff is ready or not, I have to go downtown later today anyway, so I might as well do it then right? akddajkds.

Yeahhhhhh. I don't even know when it started, I used to have no problem hanging out in chatrooms or making phone calls or whatever. But that changed at some point, they both give me a lot of anxiety now. No idea why. :I