They can love me for who I am, and that’s a panic cleaner who worries about being judged for having a messy house. 🤣🙈 #anxiousmom

I dropped my probiotic on the floor at work, without hesitation I picked it up and took it because apparently I’m not even anxious about the germs that could have attached to the capsule.

It was a relief when my therapist told me the body doesn’t discriminate against fear, it doesn’t know if it’s a bear attacking or a bunch of people talking, it just knows fear.

However, it’s a little scary to think about me just standing there and freezing if there was a bear right in front of me.

What it’s like living with high-functioning anxiety

I really hate it when people are mad at me, even if there’s no actual evidence they’re mad.