Dear Anxiety, You showed up again today. Right when I was trying to eat.Right when I was laughing with my kids.Right when I felt a tiny moment of peace—you snuck in and ruined it. You made my chest feel tight.You…
Dear Anxiety, For a long time, I hated myself for the days you won.The days I couldn’t get out of bed.The days I canceled plans.The days I cried and shook and felt like a burden to everyone around me. I…
Dear Anxiety, For a long time, I tried to hide you.Pretend you weren’t there.Smile through the panic.Laugh through the fear.Nod through the moments where my body was screaming inside. I thought if I just stayed quiet, if I just kept…
Dear Anxiety, You are loud.You roar with fear, with panic, with worst-case-scenarios.You try to drown out everything good, everything peaceful, everything true. You want me to believe that your voice is the only one that matters.That your fear defines my…
Dear Anxiety, For a long time, I thought the goal was to get rid of you completely.To silence you.To fight you into nonexistence. And maybe that’s still the dream —But I’m starting to realize something:Maybe healing doesn’t always mean making…
Dear Anxiety, Some days, no matter how hard I try, your voice is louder than anything else.You wrap your hands around my mind and squeeze until all I can hear is the worst-case scenario.You shout over the good things, drown…
Every day with anxiety feels different. Some days it whispers. Some days it screams.I’m writing these letters to speak back to it — to take my power back, one word at a time.Here’s today’s letter. Trigger Warning:This post discusses real…