No. I’m not sad.
I’m not worried, stressed or mad.
I’m not crying or screaming.
I’m not distracted or day dreaming.
I’m not working on two hours of sleep.
I’m not dwelling on memories I keep.
I’m not wishing on a shooting star.
I’m not hoping you see how great you are.
I’m not challenged by my thoughts daily.
I’m not questioning my own safety.
I’m not troubled by what you think of me.
I’m not begging you to see what I see.
I’m not holding onto the words you said.
I’m not shaking with thoughts of dread.
I’m not any of those individually.
I do or think them all in synchrony.

Anxiety Depression
Every day...it’s the same routine.
If you live with any of it, you know what I mean. I’m not crazy, or am I? I question that, too. I’m definitely not normal, but neither are you.