Conundrum of life as I know it.

Anxiety sucks. Intrusive thoughts are bad. And I believe the gerbil escaped and is no longer spinning the wheel on my head. I can’t always rest because I bottle up my feelings and stuff and when they come out I just spew that shit. Vicious cycle and it just really gets old. I don’t know if there’s a trick to rewire my brain or if I just need to drink throughout the day to loosen up. It’s at a point where something has got to change. Someway somehow. Idk. I know I ain’t the only one that feels this way. But for the love of all that is holy, what the ever loving fuck?! lol Just venting.
Have a good night ery’body