At my lowest, my anxiety was so severe I almost called 911 on myself to be taken to a hospital because the only way I thought I could get relief was to just... end it. I had just moved out for the first time, started at a new university, everything was changing. My brain was just overwhelmed and didn't know how to cope. I had been in therapy before so I knew I was at a crisis. I tried my best to remove myself from the situation that was triggering it as best I could, I recognized this was a moment I needed compassion for myself because I didn't know where else to get it. So I took care of myself, and I found another therapist.

5 months later and life is better. I can plan my future again, I literally got dumped last night and have been crying my eyes out and the way I know I am getting better is even though life is shit right now, I can still see that future.

Reach out to someone. You're loved and you're going to be okay.