Stressing

I’d feel so much happier if I could go without being stressed over the stupidest every god damn day.

Literally, I’m stressing over what my dad will say when he checks my credit card account and seeing that I bought a coloring book and some colored pens today.

Seriously, Like why do I even stress over such things?!:

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Brain: “because your dad will call you and be angry that you spent money that he put on your card to use for stuff”

Me: “but that’s exactly why it’s on there, you said so yourself, so that I could spend it on stuff”

Brain: “but not that sort of stuff, you’re not supposed to spend that money anyway, it’s a trap, he’ll be angry with you just watch, I’m always right, he’ll be angry”

Me: *sighs internally, externally, and ever other ‘ternally possible* “yeah you’re right”

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How do I stop myself from being this way?????????????????????

Someone please help me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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