Anxiety.
The word looks so benign sitting there on the page. It's small, almost even cute.
There is nothing cute about anxiety.
In a way, I almost envy people who have full blown panic attacks. I mean, not really, because those suck beyond measure, but at least in the middle of a panic attack, you KNOW what you're fighting.
My anxiety is a sneaky little bastard.
Today is a really big day for me, for reasons I can't actually talk about just yet. Months of preparation have gone into today, and until earlier this week, I was totally sure I was 100% on top of it.
Until I wasn't.
Over the past few days, what started as little nibbles of doubt and fear in the back of my brain grew.
And grew.
Today anxiety launched a full scale battle on my system. Mentally, emotionally, and physically.
Today anxiety won.
Tomorrow, I will.
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