No real words to go with this.
Sometimes, the truth of me is this.
If I had words, it would mean I could define and explain anxiety. I don’t have words for this.
I usually just write. In general. Not about it. But to get through it.
Tonight, I’m sharing where I am because..I know it won’t last; the crushing, speedy, unyielding fear waves that have no sense and no kindness; they won’t last.. and because.. I know God is bigger.. and because.. no filter, right?
If you deal with anxiety, too — you’re on my heart and in my prayers tonight.