by Noise Pollution

This anxiety is killing me. It’s punching me in the chest, knocking the wind out of me every morning when I wake. I’m fighting back, now, though. I have a mantra that I can repeat that actually helps calm me, and I have a pill for when that’s not enough. The anxiety is still dodging most of my punches, but that means there’s times when it’s not actively beating the shit out of me now. I’m improving.