a rain spattered journal

the anxiety...

I remember now why I never wanted to do anything in relation to putting myself out there and fulfilling my goals.

The anxiety always returns without fail. Like clockwork. The looming shadow of paranoia and terror is always there even if I'm looking on the bright side. I always wonder how people who never experienced anxiety before feel. It must be nice not to have a twenty five pound blanket draped on your body at all times.

I wish I could see from underneath it for once.