Not really sure what to say. I've been fighting/denying what I believe are depression and anxiety(never been diagnosed) for a couple years now. I dont know what I'm looking for here TBH, consolation and pity have never done anything but aggravate me. I'm introverted, Type A, and way too in my own head for my own good. I look around and see everyone going about their lives in what seems like a consistent manner. I fit right in, have no social problems, but feel like I'm faking it the whole time. Some days I wake up ready to take over the world, and others I can't get myself out my front door.