Dear Anxiety

a love-hate letter to my constant companion...

September 20, 2021 Dear anxiety,

Yes, I feel you No, you are not sharing my bed tonight Maybe, if you can look like DongHua Dijun… but, I don’t know if I can imagine you away. Yes, I’m going out on a stupid walk for my stupid mental health No, that beam will not hold my weight if I decide to be a chandelier Maybe, I don’t know…rest assured I’m not going to find out. Yes, I will be drinking (again) tonight No, I am not drowning myself in alcohol I can only drown your voice in my head Maybe, I don’t know…