Sunday, January 8, 2017

100 days of 100 words, day 8: anxiety

Anxiety

Not worry about a test, nervousness regarding social situations, tension related to a busy task list, or anything else related to actual real-world events.  

It is untethered.  There is no referent.

Suddenly, tension washes over of my whole body like rolling heat lightning so that I want to jump out of my skin, heart first.  I thrash my limbs, I scream quietly.  I know that it will pass.

I also know that it will return, sometimes preceded by the thought that it hasn't happened in a while, or that this would be a bad time for it.  There is no problem to trace back to and solve.  It is a fact of my life.

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