Saturday, February 6

Anxiety

I have a feeling something is going to happen. A really bad feeling.
Don't know when or how. It keeps me up at night. It is all i think about at times. I would never admit this out loud but I'm scared, petrified. You see I don't like change. Full stop. Change scares me. I lay there in my bed, my eyes wide open counting the seconds because no matter how hard I try I cant stop change.