This second installment of Anxiety and Me, the comic, is a continuation of the conversation with my anxiety.
Sometimes it feels like I'm asking my anxiety to give me a bit of a break in life. It also feels like my anxiety is just a creature that is completely aloof. Even if I bluntly tell it to go away, it doesn't understand, that, or it just doesn't care.
I've felt my anxiety grow over the years and I imagine it reproducing and spawning little anxiety clones that run around my head banging on my brain. The biggest problem is, anxiety seems to enjoy having a big family.
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