vicious cycle
Am I the only one who wakes up every day thinking, ‘I hope today isn’t my worst,’ instead of, ‘I’ll try to make today my best?’ It sounds absurd when I say it out loud, but I can’t shake the feeling. They tell me, ‘It’ll be fine,’ and sure, it helps for a moment, but the truth is, it never really is. The voices in my head never quiet down. Trying to stop feeling anxious only seems to make it worse, and that’s how I end up in this never-ending vicious cycle. Aren’t we too young for this? Too young to be battling anxiety. Too young to be crushed under the weight of expectations. Too young to spend sleepless nights crying, only to wake up the next day pretending to be 'strong'. In the end, I’m left wondering: Will I end it, or will it end me?