I’ve had a bad day today. One where I really haven’t felt good. I’ve been grumpy, on edge and continuously anxious. I hate when I feel like this cos I find it so hard to pick myself up again. To be positive. To not let the setback or drag me down and hold me back.
In all honesty I just want to curl up in a corner, be left on my own and cry. Not softly, but have floods of tears pouring out. Hoping that this will help release the anxiety and I’ll let be ok again.
I also just want to scream. Scream for as long as I can just to let the pain that is crippling me out of my system, in the hope that by screaming I will somehow scare it away. But who am I kidding? The only person that is really scared is me.
The worse thing about these bouts of anxiety is that throughout it all I feel so alone. Like no-one understands. I feel like I’m not talking much sense so people can’t actually relate to what I’m saying.
Feeling alone and scared is not the best place to be. It’s not the place I desire or want to be at at all.
©️ BijM01, November 2018
Normal is not real 