This is out of line

I'm sorry, I really am but I can't not write everything any longer. I'm about to explode and there seems to be nothing I can do about it.
I haven't felt this bad in months but I guess I knew all along that these feelings would come back sooner or later. The panic. The frustration. The anxiety. The fear. The anger. The knowledge about how I am not enough.
I don't count. I'm no one special and I know that, but why can't I have a normal life? Why does my life has to be characterized by my mood swings?

I gotta get out of here or I'll lose my mind sooner than I ever thought possible.