3AM on a Friday

My anxiety manifests itself in strange ways lately. Okay, maybe not strange, but in prolonged ways that I am not used to managing. Actually, I don’t even know if it’s strange because I’ve never read up on it, but maybe someone might find this relatable. Something that makes me anxious will start small. It often starts with a pet peeve; a triggering person; or someone … Continue reading 3AM on a Friday