me: okay I’m gonna write this essay now
anxiety: *GASP* are you SURE?? if you write one sentence that isn’t perfect you’ll DIE! be VERY CAREFUL this is DANGEROUS
me: okay I, a teenage girl, am alone on this almost deserted street at 10:30pm and two men I’ve never seen before just approached me,
and now one is trying to talk to me and he’s extremely drunk. you got anything to say about this anxiety?
anxiety: nah, this is perfectly safe! don’t worry, nothing could go wrong here :-)
me: okay :-)