Lately I've felt very anxious. I hate this feeling. It's similar to the feeling when you're leaving the house and think you're forgetting something - but there's nothing you forgot. There's something in the back of my mind killing me, eating away at my brain. The littlest things can trigger anxiety. When I'm babysitting, if the kids have the TV up too loud and are each child is doing a different activity yelling over each other I usually have "CD" time. We blare music instead and it calms me down.
This feeling is un-explainable, and I'm sure many of you can relate. I just don't understand how the brain fucks with us so badly. Or why. I just want to be healthy, and happy. Is that too much to ask for?