Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Old fear seems new.

Today, anxiety isn't sweat and rapid heartbeat. It is a dull ache that's sore to the touch. It's old fear. The kind that doesn't feel old. It feels like you're still feeling it for the first time. The kind that puts you right back into feeling like you're in the middle of a breakdown or a slump.

It's a gnawing anxiety, the kind that erodes your gut. The kind that makes it so very hard to see clearly, albeit positively.

And it's a reminder that this is a very real condition. That no matter how much we heal, sometimes we just have to accept that this is what we experience, no matter how strong we are.


2 comments :

Sheila Bergquist said...

I know this kind of fear only too well. And, yes, it is so unfairly something we experience no matter what we do, it seems. That's what makes it so hard to deal with. I recently found your site and am glad I did. It is always so helpful to know you are not alone.

Kristen said...

Thanks for writing Sheila, it's nice to hear from someone else out there who "gets it." Is that the best relief?

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