My most persistent friend

My most persistent friend. Anxiety  

My breathing is hard to keep slow.  I cannot stop the short fast breaths. 

My heart is beating as if I have been doing some exercise.

I cannot stop tapping my feet and hands. 

My attention span has gone from very little to nonexistent.  I cannot even read a news story or information on my current research project.

My body is in a cold sweat, and I feel that creepy things crawling all over my body. 

I hate anxiety.  I feel like I am going to blow up or at least self destruct.  I want to walk, I want to leave, I want to do anything….

I have taken medication, to much in fact.  I hate this part of my existence in life.  I envy those that can sit down and relax at night.  I envy those that can sleep.  I want to peace in my own mind, and I do not believe I will ever find it.