Do you ever have one of those days where you have doubts?  Everything from what to wear in the morning to if you can perform your job well to if your friends still care to if you’re loved?  …and everything else in between.  That’s where I’m at today.  

My mind is racing with all the noise that comes with my anxiety.  There is a part of me that knows I’m being ridiculous, but the anxiety is louder.  I’m trying really hard to not jump down the rabbit hole and wonder ‘what if’ and ‘why’.  It’s like I’m surrounded by the fog of my anxiety and don’t see anything but the haze.

I don’t normally say anything to anyone. I don’t want to hear that I’m wrong for feeling this way. I’m scared of what could come if someone knew.