I know I was raised that when one is anxious you’re supposed to pray… I’ve been anxious a lot lately, I feel like I’m praying even more. Anxiety is new to me. I don’t like the label…it was better when I didn’t know what it was.
Anxiety is depression’s best friend-they partner together all the time. Someone pushes your buttons when you just want peace and positivity and next thing you know, you’ve sunk low and everything looks dark and lonely. Maybe it’s a chemical imbalance, but I can’t run this anxiety marathon for much longer. I think negatives need to go away and I need to find more positive solutions.
Is anxiety a side effect of over-thinking? I think it has a lot to do with that. I’m going to take a deep breath, drink a huge glass of water, and lay down on my futon…closing my eyes and let tomorrow hope for peace and happiness.