Nameless Dread

[Brandon]

I feel such tremendous pressure anymore, even though it isn't coming from any clearly-defined place. On my shoulders are the weights of shame, guilt, a nameless dread, and responsibility, and they're damn near crushing me. I feel as if the world is standing before me in an impatient pose, waiting for me to make the next big decision or finish another assignment, and if I fail to do so, it will run over me and leave me in the dust.

I can't enjoy anything anymore. I'm positively obsessed with how well I'm doing and how the "finished product" will look. Even when I'm with friends, I'm constantly obsessing over "how well" I'm acting around them and if the social interaction was a "success." It's utterly bizarre.

Can anyone relate? Or am I just insane?