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A portrait of what anxiety feels like to me.

Anxiety is like a black creature clouding your head when you do anything.
everything.
Every.
Little.
Thing.
Small conversations even, can start a reaction.
A monster rises in your chest and makes your stomach go cold.
I makes you still like a solid block.
You can't move.
Your energy is only thinking.
Think.
About everything.
But mostly about others.
What.
Do.
They.
Think.
Am a too quite.
Too talkitive.
Was I rude.
Did I move weird.
Did I affend them.
You care.
To much.
What they say.
Matters more then anything.
It's like lyrics.
To your thought's songs.
You notice to much.
Everything.
They looked at you.
Their looking at you.
What are you doing wrong.
Wrong.
Always wrong.
Am I wrong.
You question everything, and then you question your questions.
You assume.
You.
Can't.
Control.
It.
It.
Never.
Stops.
Like a monster.
Yes.
It's a monster.

Description
A portrait of what anxiety feels like to me.

Anxiety is like a black creature clouding your head when you do anything.
everything.
Every.
Little.
Thing.
Small conversations even, can start a reaction.
A monster rises in your chest and makes your stomach go cold.
I makes you still like a solid block.
You can't move.
Your energy is only thinking.
Think.
About everything.
But mostly about others.
What.
Do.
They.
Think.
Am a too quite.
Too talkitive.
Was I rude.
Did I move weird.
Did I affend them.
You care.
To much.
What they say.
Matters more then anything.
It's like lyrics.
To your thought's songs.
You notice to much.
Everything.
They looked at you.
Their looking at you.
What are you doing wrong.
Wrong.
Always wrong.
Am I wrong.
You question everything, and then you question your questions.
You assume.
You.
Can't.
Control.
It.
It.
Never.
Stops.
Like a monster.
Yes.
It's a monster.