Myself
Just a critical person lashing out
I’m a chronic overthinker and analytical person. I have to understand things, maybe to control them? When my dick doesn’t work it’s a fact. My brain doesn’t allow me to think positive to deny a negative thought. I have a lot of work on a bigger picture ahead of me. I hope I will get there.
Can relate to that. You’re possibly an anxious person like I am 
you’ll get there, dude.
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For me it’s like a numbness of all sensations, physically, mentally and emotionally.
When having the opportunity of action, I feel no excitement like I used to and I notice this in the little fella too, which makes me more aware. Because of this I think I try to avoid affection or intimacy not get embarrassed or have to deal with the racing thoughts of will I perform? Etc
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It feels like a ghost hovering over my shoulder, telling me the things that have happened will happen again
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It’s just the overthinking thoughts in my head
Its just myself
I think it’s a version of myself. Like a little devil on my shoulder
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It feels like an intrusive thought that I can’t control
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It feels like I am talking down about myself, too myself.
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My inner critic was deep inside me. i
It’s me but in a dark, pessimistic, depressive form. It says it won’t enjoy myself. It zaps me of confidence and makes me lose sight of what’s going on
My inner critic just overthinks every action I do, leaving me with my heart feeling like it’s gonna beat out its chest from anxiety
My inner critic is just my voice telling me i’m not good enough or that i’m embarrassing myself
It’s a voice in my head. My heart begins to beat faster and deeper as soon as the voice in my heads thinks about the acts.
It’s the manifest of my anxiety, it says thousands of what ifs. It’s in my voice but it’s not me. It’s scared.
Just frustration that tells me that I am always being fucked over by everything. And now its impotence
It was my voice, spewing a culmination of every possible bad outcome. Almost like a shitty fan at a sports game chirping an individual player to get them to make a mistake
It was my voice, repeating to me my feelings of inadequacy and feeling like I’ll be harmful to the person I care about or that they actually don’t care about me at all
A hunched over and defeated looking version of me