To sit here and think of you for several minutes that slowly transform into hours… Ugh, claustrophobic.
I look at my phone, desperately wanting to call you, if only to hear your proverbial greeting in a voice you think sounds sexy. Like honey in a blender with some…
They never warned me of these sleepless nights.
This endless insomnia I’ve had to endure for months now because nobody warned me of this scrag-high anxiety that I now wear like a stifling turtleneck.
They didn’t warn me about the dread that comes with waiting,
the cacophony of clocks ticking and the recurring nightmare of realising the sand has…
I’ve seen so many anxiety-related posts that say “think positive” or “ride the wave” or “be brave”, but none actually giving you clear, working methods to overcome anxiety
So here are my ways of dealing and healing.