Dear anxiety,
Hi how are you today? You already know how I feel. I hope you enjoy being a pain. Anxiety what a beautiful word. If only you knew you're so wrong. There is a list of things that go wrong.
I'm always feeling anxious. Always feeling pain. My palms are always sweaty. My chest always hurts. I take medication but it barely works. I hate loud noises. I hate large crowds. I can't even ask for help. It scares me to go into town all by myself. It's a stupid fear I have. It's all you fault. Thanks for making me the person I am.
Sincerely your friend, Iris
