Anxiety grabs me by my feet and takes me on this involuntary journey.
I didn’t sign up for the ride but my body decided its time for it.
I feel cold and sweaty.
My teeth chatter as if I were on snowy land, high up on a mountain.
Deep breaths they say, deep breaths.
But how can I take deep breaths when all I feel is breathless.
I hold my tongue and try not to curse my own mind.
Anxiety riddled me, trapped me and took me on this ride.
Once it’s over, I feel alive again.
I feel in control of life when it’s over.
But here and there I get that fear that I will once again be forced on this journey.
Anxiety, the involuntary rollercoaster ride.