Dear Anxiety,

You are my closet friend, the one I've come to know.

You have demanded control over me and my life, the makings of the walls inside my mind.

You are always right there with me -- with every breath I take and every move I make.

You never leave me and you're always close to my heart.

I've gotten to know all of your secrets and flaws, for better and for worse.

I've seen your good days and your bad. 

I have found that I cannot live without you.

I don't know what it's like to not have you with me.

Oh please, won't you tell me why you have taken control over my life.

Why have you demanded control over my thoughts and my bodily movements causing my hands to shake and my legs to tremble?

Please, my cloest friend, why won't you tell me why you have chosen me?

I don't know why you have done this to me.

Why won't you hear my pleas?

You will not leave me alone and you don't understand that I cannot breathe when you are around.

Why don't you see how you are affecting me?

My heart skips a beat.

It skips another and another until I can feel it pounding in my chest so hard that I'm afraid that I might just burst like a balloon.

Why won't you get the hint and leave me alone?

I am afraid I do not dare say your name, but I know I mustn't be afraid.

I know that I am nothing without you.

You are my voice and my heart.

I just want to know one thing and I promise I will never stray.

Dear Anxiety, why do you treat me this way?

Please let me know.

 

Sincerely, 

Your Closest Friend