I goota do my brows. What if i fuck it up? I need to leaen skin care. What if I end up blowing up money that I already don’t have much and it doesn’t work? I need to buy fem cloths. What if I look ugly?

This anxiousness leaks onto other parts of my life.

I need to study. What if I fail and become and incompetent and unemployed stemhon? I need to shower. What if I fuck that up? I need to learn how to cook beyond basic meals so I can impress my future wife. What if I never make anything good?.

Agrhhh i want to kill myself.