Tuesday, November 20, 2007
ANXIETY
The knives inside won't stop piercing my VITAL ORGANS. My BrAiN is ON FIRE! I want to jump out of my skin. What violates me? Why does my body punish me? I know I don't treat it kindly all the time but it attacks me like an enemy on the battlefield. ANXIETY MUST LIFT SOON. IT WILL. IT WILL. I hope it does...
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Anxiety is like a greedy and vicious paraste. It finds a victim, then engourges itself on the victimes psyche. It grows larger with each bite, more able to take over its host and wreak its destructive will. It thrives on attention, growing stronger with each anxious thought.
Anxiety has its friends; stress, illness, fear. It has enemies; frindship, love, a purpose in life, physical exertion. Some are medical. Most are not. What enemies of anxiety do you have available to you?
Enemies of my personal anxiety ridden mind is fear; extreme fear. That fear creates stress which makes me anxious. It's a very vicious cycle. Anxiety does kill. You can feel it ripping your body apart.
But what is the fear of? There are only so many things that can happen, and you are stronger than most or all of them. When you get to fearing fear, things have gone too far. Life then becomes a vehicle for misery.
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