I woke up today anxious.
I have no reason to be anxious. There’s nothing wrong. I’m not waiting on news. I’m not in peril. I’m not in pain. My family and friends are all alright. What is wrong? Why is my anxiety through the roof right now? I don’t know.
Perhaps that’s the thing that pisses me off about anxiety. When there’s something clearly wrong with me I am able to work through and figure out how to de-stress my life, my self or my surroundings. But anxiety doesn’t always work like that. Anxiety works like a massive ninja that sneaks up on you like a massive ninja when you least expect it, leaving you distraught, unsettled and frustrated with life.
I’m not sure how much I’ll do today or how far I’ll go. Perhaps my time is best spent at home, looking after myself. I don’t know.. we’ll see.