My Self-Diagnoses

If you read nothing else... read these and maybe we will find common ground. 

Insomnia (intentional and self-inflicted)

ADHD (for lack of a better term) 

Gambler (and a sucky one)

Anxiety for real

Overachiever

Phobophobic

Cynical and Unpredictable

Snooziac

Dacryononstopitis

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