Go away. Go away.

I repeat. Go away.

Please leave me alone.

I try to rationalize a feeling that is not rational.

What does anxiety feel like?

Paralyzing.

I’m paralyzed by her.

Whenever I wake up, I hope that she’s gone.

But, I feel her.

I feed her. I feed her my fears, my nightmares.

She thrives when I’m scared.