People with anxiety don’t have a train of thought. They have seven trains on four tracks that narrowly avoid each other when paths cross, and all the conductors are screaming.
Every day is a challenge because you’re battling with yourself to go out and be social. You talk yourself into going to Happy Hour or a birthday party or that date you keep wanting to say yes to. It’s as if the devil is on one shoulder and the angel is on the other. When the angel finally wins, it’s amazing. You have a great time with friends and family and being out of the house, but then…the devil takes over.
You start wondering “What’s wrong with me?” “Is this my anxiety?” “Am I depressed?” “Will I ever be happy?”