Anxiety.

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It took over. Unwanted, uncalled for, intruding my inner peace.
It collected my thoughts, my feelings, my constantly conflicted emotions.
It took me for granted.
Just like some people in my life, it never gave me a chance.
I couldn't take it anymore. Being used like this.
The ongoing battle of my ever-changing moods, like christmas coming early, except the opposite sensation to how one would usually feel.
It felt like I was drowning, internally. I tried to pull myself back to safety, but no matter how much force I used, I only sunk deeper.
I believed that I was the one creating these problems, that was the only realistic thought I had at the time.
Then I realised I had to take matters into my own hands. I had to put on a brave face, and plaster a smile so wide that I couldn't be able to feel myself.
People didn't have to know my insecurities. People didn't have to know that the one who seemed to be the happiest, was actually the one who was broken. I couldn't be fixed.
Anxiety.

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