So sometimes when I'm depressed or have anxiety I write to help me feel better and kind of track how I'm doing so that I can either improve or be proud of myself for improving. It goes back and forth but right now I wrote this and maybe some of you can relate.
I was doing so good for such a long time
But anxiety creeps up on you without too many signs
It's not the easiest to deal with
Here I am at 4am
I have an early class tomorrow
But my anxiety says not according to "them"
It's like a battle with out a face
Just this thing inside of me taking over
Crazy how it's inside me but yet so unrecognizing to me
I mean not unrecognizing because I've danced with it before
But its not who I see in myself, at least not me at the core
I feel so out of control
Almost like having an addiction not allowing me to sleep
But I'm not the one that's addicted...
Anxiety's the one that's addicted to me.