Anxiety
and stress.
Two old friends who know how to spoil any party.Pretend to make you feel better but their real goal is to metabolise your misery.
I used to worry about everything from Asteroids sending us back to the stone age, to Zombie attacks
I couldn’t escape from. Some nights I’d sleep less than a couple of hours because I “knew” it was going to happen that night.
Real world issues upset me too.
I’ve lost count the number of times I’ve cancelled things because I’d make myself look stupid. Didn’t enjoy going to summer barbeques because I’d be the least successful person there.
Everyone would be talking about their latest investment or the month they’d spent in Florida, enjoying themselves.
I’d often wake up in a cold sweat, dreading handing in a report to my boss because I hadn’t done enough to make it just right.
I didn’t deserve,
Wasn’t worth it,
Who was I to think…
No one will believe me,
I’m not good enough.
You get the idea… insert your limiting belief here.
Drinking helped me sleep, I was a bottle of wine a night 
person…Thankfully I wasn’t aware of anyone who used, otherwise I would’ve gotten addicted most likely.
Anxiety and stress made my life miserable. For years I felt like a fake. Someone was going to call me out.
Telling me I know nothing about anything and shouldn’t be doing what I was doing at the time. I lived my life in fear of being declared an impostor.
Being a bloke, I didn’t talk to anyone about how I was feeling.
True, I saw a counsellor for a few weeks but she didn’t help. Couldn’t get a handle on what I was going through. I guess you need to have been through this yourself before you understand.
Tried meds, but they were turning me into a real life Zombie
Just existing, numbing the anxiety sure but every other emotion with it.
Finally I got sick of Anxiety & Stress running neverending Paul bashing sessions in my head. I did what I had to do. To be honest, I’d known for a while. But you know, “better the devil you know” and all that.
If you’re living with the dreadful duo, use what you know. Do the things you’ve read about.
They help.
Remember: This too shall pass.
You can live your life without high levels of anxiety and stress. It’s not a life sentence.
I feel for you, I’ve been there.