My sister asked why I couldn’t just clean my bed and then said she had to stop talking to me because she hates when I whine.
And I guess even though she’s my best friend, she has no clue how anxiety feels or why I wouldn’t be able to accomplish a simple task out of terror.
She just wants me to do it and no amount of explanation can say “I am mentally incapable of doing this at the moment” without sounding like I’m whining and looking for excuses.
And I guess now I’m just left feeling like maybe I don’t have anxiety, maybe I’m just a lazy bitch who doesn’t wanna have a clean room.