F*#! you Anxiety
You consume me once again and I hate you for it.
As we become more acquainted I realize that your grasp on me is strong. When I am under your spell I obsess. I become fixated on trying to control the things I have no power over.
I obsess about something today and I spend my day attempting to overcome my fear of the unknown. I make progress, but I wake up tomorrow and you have created a whole new problem for me, and I start all over again.
You waste my time.
You waste my energy.
I can see you as clearly as I can see my own hand in front of my face.
I know that you exist separate from me, yet you still consume me.
You are a shadow that hangs over my head, sucking joy from all areas of my life.
Sometimes you rest, and I am allowed peace and pleasure, but you tease me. You offer me a glimpse of freedom from your darkness. Then suddenly you come back full force, the contrast leaving me furious at your power.
I want you to leave me alone.
I want you out of my life.
