The new and improved version of the embodiment of my anxiety! I actually gave my anxiety a name and her name is Tabitha.. I’ve tried to make myself better (anxiety-wise) and tried to understand her better. She’s gotten sweeter but I still can’t hold my own gfs hand without flipping out.. so that’s a problem.
also, yes she’s missing a ton of fur on her tail, she dropped boiling water on it because she was afraid of a moth (like mEEEE)