Anxious about being anxious?

Sometimes I’m not just anxious.

I’m anxious about why I’m anxious.

And then I start worrying that this anxiety will never end.

That something is wrong with me for feeling this way.

But I’ve been learning something slowly.

The more I try to force anxiety to disappear,

the louder it gets.

What helps a little more…

is not fighting it so hard.

Sitting with it.

Naming it.

Enjoy it.

Not because pain is beautiful.

But because feeling is human.