Anxiety

That feeling that sneaks up on you making your chest feel heavy with burn, now your skin feels too hot and you start to sweat, even the touch of your own hair makes you flinch and feel the weight of doom. 
All of a sudden everything feels like it’s falling apart, but what feels like death is perfectly whole in front of you. 
Those thoughts making you feel like the what ifs will break you. You start breathing faster and you know you need to calm down but it feels like you can’t catch your breath. Inside you feel like you're screaming for your thoughts to get in line and all they are doing is bouncing off each other and you're trying to not spiral.  
You remember this is temporary and you focus on your breathing. Your family is safe and you are safe. These thoughts aren’t reality.

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