gah

as I stare at this blank page, so many thoughts run through my mind. I hate feeling like I can't do anything about how I feel. I don't know if I want to punch a wall or cry or scream, or a combination of all three. I see and understand with my mind, but my heart feels abandoned....in the words of John Green "The sound of my anxiety is like.....AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"