It follows close by, always waiting for the opportune moment to strike. It thrives when darkness falls. Like in my childhood, once again causing me to fear turning off the lights.
I have to keep myself constantly running, constantly busy. The moment I stop to rest it engulf me. Leaving me no options but to keep on running.
The Rift Current.
Sweeps me away when the water appears calm. The harder I fight it, the further it pulls me back. Giving in seems like the only option.
It occurs with less frequency but strikes when least expect it. It shakes the foundation I am so carefully trying to rebuild. Leaving me wondering if I’ll ever truly be on stable ground.
We all experience anxiety different and to various degrees.
This is how mine has come to manifest.