๐ฟ๐ค ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ช๐ฅ๐๐ง ๐๐ฃ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ช๐จ ๐๐ค๐ง ๐ฃ๐ค ๐ง๐๐๐จ๐ค๐ฃ?
Like out of nowhere?
Like you are running out of time?
Like you want to scream but no voice is coming out?
Like your heart starts to beat faster and you just want everything around you and within you to calm down.
๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐จ๐ฉ๐ค๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐๐๐ฉ ๐จ๐๐๐ง๐๐
Of not doing enough.
Of not doing what you think you were supposed to do.
Like today was a day wasted even though you worked and worked all day but now it all seems just a tiny, unnecessary, and negligible piece of work, something completely meaningless, trivial, petite, and worthless.
๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฃ๐๐๐ง
Is this my coffee talking?
Or is it my insecurities taking over me?
Or is it my inability to appreciate myself at all?
Or is it my incompetence to create anything valuable?
Or is it my overflowing pile of doubts on my capabilities to do anything at all?
I wonder, am I good enough for anything? Am I really?
๐ ๐๐ข ๐ฆ๐ช๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐ค
Every single day
Every single hour
Every single minute
Every single second
of my life.
๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ค๐ค๐ก ๐ค๐ ๐ฆ๐ช๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ค ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐จ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ช๐ก๐ก ๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ค๐ช๐๐. ๐๐ฉโ๐จ ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐๐จ๐จ, ๐๐๐ง๐ , ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐๐ซ๐.
Where was I? Yes, do you ever feel super anxious for no reason?