Anxiety is a Volcano
Anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks today. It's here now lurking inside my chest. I asked and pleaded for it to go away, but it will not listen. I'm having a bad week. It started with all the stress of trying to write my other blog, but it eased up this past weekend. And then it started again, slowly bubbling up inside me like a volcano. I find it hard to breathe. And I feel like crying.
Anxiety is usually a sign that an episode is coming. I don't want another episode. I want to feel normal. I want this bipolar to melt away. I want it eradicated, but that's never going to happen.
So, instead I will put on my classical music, turn off all the lights and sit in the dark until I feel like contributing to the world again.
What do you do when you feel anxiety pulling you down?
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