Anxiety Signs

All right look, it’s time to make a decision.
To be okay with your situation or stay locked in your mental prison.

I don’t wanna get high cuz I’m done dealin with the lows.

Intoxication leads to painful sobriety that simply reminds me of the struggles in life that remain right beside me.

Have you ever experienced the kind of pain that settles down deep into the roots of your soul and travels through your veins straight to your brain like electric shockwaves just attempting to maintain the false facade that we are all actually sane.

Or maybe it’s just me.

Maybe I’m actually crazy.

Maybe it’s too plain to see on my privileged skin of misused and abused sexuality.

A therapist that needs therapy.

Sometimes I just can’t handle the irony of the weird fucked up interjected reality of being me.

Can you see it?

Are you listening?

Perception is key and for me mine is everything.
It’s belaboring.
Hard hitting and suffocating.

Overwhelming anxiety in solar plexus that exists within all of us and spins my spirits out of control twisting itself into the tiniest knots that then plants a thought and grows into toxic wasteland of irrational blocks building itself into the Tower of Terror staring down at you as you cower in fear.

Let me make this exceptionally clear.
Anxiety is real.

And if you have any capacity to feel,
It will wear you down and make you kneel before it’s own glory of manipulated twisted bullshit.

Leaving you so confused and mentally abused that you are too shameful to ever put into words the house of horrors you just explored in the deepest recesses of your own mind.

So please, for the sake of us all be kind.