Ramble On Child

Anxiety

I panic a lot.

Tears well up in my throat and thoughts swarm my head until I'm choking with fear and desperation hoping someone, anyone, will pull me out of this downward spiral.

Soo I wait

And wait

And wait and wait and wait

And I just feel like

I can't handle this

I'm not strong enough

Something's wrong with me

I can't accomplish anything

Why should I even try?

whywhywhywhywhywhywhy

But I do.

I try and try

And eventually, eventually I'm out.

I leave the puddle of feelings and leave it to grow and grow

So I can drown myself in it again another day.