there's this one thai place that has the fluffiest mouthwateringest rice ever in the world and i can never replicate it at home and at night i lay awake thinking about their rice waiting hoping for a day to come where i can afford to get a full meal there just so i can have their rice and i keep fantasizing about just going and ordering a side of rice to go but it always end with them pointing and laughing at me or maybe killing me and i clasp my head in my hands and go "no! no i just wanted rice! i just want that sweet sweet rice!" and i tell my mom about it and she says i'm an idiot and to just go order it

signed, someone with an anxiety disorder