I struggled with it before I knew the term,
Often times I had to catch up with it because it would go before me,
It would enter a room before I did, making an entry that no one else saw but me,
When it was time to leave, it would leave before me
Had me feeling relieved
It lasted roughly two seconds before I caught up with it outside again,
It held on to me like a bad odour,
And pointed a gun to my head, all the while laughing at me,
It was this laughter that rung in my ears all day till I got home.
And when I finally did, I would look around me and realize it was gone, but only for a short while, because when I got ready for the day that would come again,
It would be waiting outside my door, with more intentions than the last,
When Confidence tried to introduce itself along with its aura, my Anxiety would blow its head to bits with the same gun it held to my head, laughing much louder every day, much louder than the last
“Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.”
Never really made sense to me, because I did pray, and I still feel anxious.
Today I still do but at least I know who to go to. I know it won’t happen at once that it’s a step-by-step process and He’s teaching me and knowing that always brings me so much comfort.