my anxiety has been eating me alive recently. it’s like i need to overthink or worry about the most minor thing ever. it’s been like this forever, and it’s a little bit self-consuming. i know this happens to everyone, but sometimes i wonder why do i need to feel things more than the rest of people. like everything is harder for me than to others. swallowing the feelings, letting them live, making them happen. i want them to flow naturally from me, but they get engraved in every step of the way before they out. and my focus at the moment is to try and have peace on my mind. sometimes, i need to close my eyes, breathe in, and remind myself that everything will be alright. there’s always a way to go through feelings. and i miss when i got to enjoy the little things like interactions and happy moments, but maybe that just means that i love and can enjoy those things of life. does that make sense?
i wish to all a peaceful time, and we’ll flow through the harsh feelings in some way! i like to remind myself that there’s still so much love to give from me. i just have to breathe.