21. Ironically I appreciate this post. I'm a Chad, but my anxiety is through the roof. Especially after high school when everyone started hating each other and we all went our separate ways. I just became such an anxiety ridden mess. It barley leave the house, just sit at home jamming out to punk and getting waisted. At work I'm straight dying inside and play it cool. Then I just go home and get beyond drunk. Rince and repeat. Everyday feels like it's fuckin 40 hours long.