Worry is the constant of my life, it has accompanied me in big and small moments ; forever familiar to my body. It has feasted on my self-doubt, my fearfulness and my uncertainty. It has ruined my self-confidence - ****** the life out of me in the same breath.
No amount of self-help books or breathing techniques can cut Worry from my limbs. It has grown roots in my heart, my lungs and my brain. It has become a part of me, and I am otherwise incomplete.
I feel it all of the time - judging me, manipulating me, stealing my joy in moments meant to be my happiest.
Oh, how I wish to put it down, like a glass of water. Chug it. Swallow it. Forget all about it.
