Member-only story
Finding The Right Words
Stories I’m Tired of Telling Myself
Enough is enough (+ affirmations). | Finding The Right Words about… The Wait.
PROMPT: What are you waiting for?
You ever just wake up tired?
For the last two weeks or so, I’ve been experiencing a prolonged anxiety attack. My anxiety differs from my depression. Both are debilitating but whereas depression will cause me to feel utterly hopeless and devoid of any thoughts of the future, anxiety will take over my mind with nothing but thoughts of the future. And the future according to my anxiety is pretty bleak and scary.
My heart races and my head aches as my days and nights are filled with thoughts of the many ways I could fail, could hurt myself or others, could be hurt or disregarded by someone I love, could do something wrong, could let people down. Just a constant rerun of the worst case scenarios my creative little mind can come up with.
It’s exhausting. And quite frankly, I’m tired of it.
I’m tired of feeling this way. I’m tired of being my own worst enemy, I’m tired of being afraid of everything then mad at myself for being afraid. I’m tired of hearing the same old story over and over again about all the ways everything in my life can…