What does it mean to feel anxious? To feel a feeling, a simple feeble feeling. It is bigger than you know and it's bigger than you, you know?
What is it like to lose all rationale? No comprehension, a simple tiny tension Dormant, yet always active... on standby.
You try and take a stand but he grabs you, chokes you, shrinks you, with nothing but his hands. Be glad not to understand, if you don't, for Anxiety is but a cruel old man, and he won't stop pushing, stop unpicking, stop telling you fake news til you fit right into his shoes
And he says it all with conviction, he does but he will not convict you, he can't.
So, disembody his truth, the subordinate and inconsequential statements.
He is but an intangible being, with no vision of the world that you are seeing, no reliable perceptions no means to perceive. He is not here, not in this world, and not in your heart and there it is; his real truth, that he attacks your heart Since he doesn't have his own. You're not the one with a problem, Anxiety is.