Anxiety, You W*tch

My whole life I have suffered from chronic anxiety.

I was chained up to anxiety until 2016, when I realized because of anxiety I didn’t do many things, I didn’t take many opportunities.

On the outside I was cool, calm and collective and I wore an expressionless face, but inside…

every nerve in my body was raging with anxiety, panic and disorder.

She had me in twined in every letter of her name, she had me chained to follow her everywhere, she had me choking on everything that I did.

Nowadays Anxiety wants to crawl up on me like an ant. She wants to spend time with me like an old friend. She wants to talk to me, but I don’t answer.

There are times when she gets rather close, those are the times where I have to get physical and kick her ass.

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