I don’t know, but I know this.
I don’t know if this is the right thing or the wrong thing, but this is the thing for me. “This is right for me.”
The Lies Anxiety Told Me and the Truths I Believed
My anxiety is a foe. I thought it was a friend. When we first met I didn’t even know its real name, Anxiety. I called it by what it wanted me to know: Protection. It had other endearing nicknames like, Responsible, Thoughtful, Precise, Reflective, Careful. It was years later I learned of its sneaky cousin,…