Yesterday I woke up to find anxiety gnawing on my brain and sitting on my chest. My breathing was shallow as it tried to push past the tense pressure on my lungs, the crushing weight of a threatened panic attack. Stay still, anxiety whispered, make yourself small. Its voice like a snakes hiss in the…
Tag: anxious
54) Everything Nothing Something
Please don’t ask me what I’m worried about. It’s everything, nothing and something. I’m not writing this for the people who have anxiety, the people who know this tight feeling in their own chest, who’s breathe matches mine today. I’m writing this for those that can breathe easily and who want to know what we’re…
Stuck In A Rut 