Buzzing off to a nearby city for a couple of days with a friend- should be fun. Got my bag packed, plans made, room cleaned.

Why do I feel all anxious and upset then? I'm supposed to be having some fun but I feel that sense of impending doom. Just feeling messed up and I shouldn't. I'm going with a friend but I feel really alone right now, liked I messed up big time, but I don't know what on earth I messed up. I like traveling, even if it's certainly not far, and we should have a good time.

I don't get it. I try to give myself a break and now I'm mentally pacing back and forth. I'm such an idiot sometimes.