Get to know anxiety

Let me try and help you with that.

I'm the ill ease that you feel when you walk into a crowded room.

You know, I'm the hot and cold flushes that confuse you when you're already confused enough.

I am the one that raises the whip to your already racing heart.

I am the tightening of your chest, the snowballing worries that feel like they might become an avalanche and just bury you in an instant. I am the obsessive, and I'm the compulsive. I'm the voice, you know the one, it's always questioning questioning questioning

And I am every single staring eye that watches you.

So, now that we have become acquainted, what are you going to do about it?