Anxiety is...
Waiting for the alarm that isn't set.
A nightmare while you're awake.
Words jumping around the page.
The bee almost stinging.
Drowning in air.
Being alone in a crowd of people.
Infinite mistakes and potential mistakes shackled to your ankles.
Never being enough and always being too much.
The car accident that never happened.
The almost car accident replaying and replaying pressing for a different, worse outcome.
An urge to jump merely to avoid the fall.
An insatiable itch.
Being afraid of the dark in broad daylight.
An earthquake that no one else feels.
Waiting for the milk to spill.
Missing pleasure, distracted by waiting for pain.
Choking on nothing.
The scar that stings like a fresh cut.
Being unseen.
Being too seen.
Anxiety is...
Invisible.
Relentless.
Paralyzing.
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