My evening....

[weegmack]

Me: Yas! Out tonight to see lovely friends 👍🏻

Anxiety: Sorry, what? Out?

Me: Yes.

Anxiety: So, not in your own house? Like, leaving this house to go to someone else’s house?

Me: Yup. But they’re close friends and I’ve been there before!

Anxiety: No. I don’t think that’s ok. I mean, you’ve been there before. But what if THIS time you have an anxiety attack/get ill/kidnapped/can’t get home..

IBS: DID SOMEONE SAY WE’RE GOING OUT FOR THE EVENING?!

Anxiety: See! I told you!

Me: 🙄

Anxiety: 🤢

IBS: 🥳

Me: 😰😰😰😰😰😰

[RAYOFHOPE88]

That was such a creative way to express your feelings. It does seem like anxiety has a voice of it's own at times.

[weegmack in reply to RAYOFHOPE88]

It sure does....and it likes to “talk” to my IBS too. 😐

[Hidden]

Story of my life! Lol. Hope you do actually go out and have a blast!!!! If not i hope you still have a great night 💕

[weegmack in reply to Hidden]

I went out! Got over the door and made it! I’m so exhausted today, but it was worth it. X

[Hidden in reply to weegmack]

Awesome!!! So glad you had a great night!!!!!!!!

[Hidden]

I love your little scenario, weegmack!

[Hidden]

Can I laugh? This is literally my life everyday!!!!

[weegmack in reply to Hidden]

Of course lol. If we didn’t laugh about it sometimes, we’d go bonkers. It just gets so ridiculous at times, never ending dialogue of worry, worry, worry...... x

[Florida1959]

Fantastic way of looking at it, it’s almost like anxiety is a third person, which I have found useful in the past when dealing with stuff, x