Anxiousness
Life is full of pressures. Little pressures, big pressures, peer pressures, personal pressures, pressures from work, pressures from society. Everyday we are getting squeezed tighter and tighter by the pressures of life. Sometimes it is the pressures that we think exist that are the most debilitating. It’s a thought that, ‘if I don’t do this, then all hell will break loose!’. Or, ‘I know I need to get this done, but I just don’t have it in me to keep going right now. I need a break. I want to sleep. I want to cry. I want to numb. I want to be quiet. Maybe not forever, but a few days? Maybe if I just have a few days free from the pressure, then I will reset and I can lumber on for a bit longer. Maybe it’s the monotonous dredge of the day-to-day that has been slowly eroding my psyche to the point where my nerves are shattered and my head is pounding, and my heart is breaking because I question just how much longer I can go on.’
