#AnxietyMakesMe question everything that I'm doing and everything the others are doing thinking there's a deeper meaning to anything. So I play conversation and scenes over and over again and when I can't remember smth I get very anxious think I did smth wrong.
At my lowest, #AnxietyMakesMe want to pray more.
I don't always have the strength to do this. Neither does the anxiety disappear forever. However, through prayer, I find a glimmer of light and hope to help me take each day, one day at a time.
#AnxietyMakesMe question my own thoughts. I’m crazy but well adjusted enough to know I’m crazy.
Me: That cloud looks too big.
Also Me: ...it’s a CLOUD
Me: I know but doesn’t it seem abnormally large?
Also Me: ...you’re ridiculous
Me: YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW HOW CRAZY I SOUND?!