daydream0r

Anxiety for me. 
          	 Anxiety for me is having a memory and twisting it into something it’s not.
          	I’ll take an intimate moment of vulnerability and care and turn it into something awkward, something that makes me cringe and laugh, the memory of me mourning a loved one and seeking comfort in my bosses arms is now awkward and cringey, while in reality, he wasn’t judging me , I was just a girl that lost her uncle . A hug to stop my tears. Feelings and condolences. I shouldn’t be ashamed of seeking solace. But that’s what anxiety does to me. 

daydream0r

Anxiety for me. 
           Anxiety for me is having a memory and twisting it into something it’s not.
          I’ll take an intimate moment of vulnerability and care and turn it into something awkward, something that makes me cringe and laugh, the memory of me mourning a loved one and seeking comfort in my bosses arms is now awkward and cringey, while in reality, he wasn’t judging me , I was just a girl that lost her uncle . A hug to stop my tears. Feelings and condolences. I shouldn’t be ashamed of seeking solace. But that’s what anxiety does to me.