Anxiety Made Me Realize My Worth Isn't Measured by My Grades


I’ve always been known as a “high achiever.” People expect me to consistently get amazing grades and I came to expect that of myself too.

Naturally then, people expressed concern when my grades began to drop and I was taking part in more activities outside of lessons. However, what they didn’t realize was the relationship between the two did not follow the pattern they thought. My grades were not dropping because I was doing more outside of school. I was doing more outside of school because my grades were dropping. The fear of failure had become so great I was unable to review for exams. It became an achievement if I managed to sit in the exam hall for the duration of the paper.

For too long I had largely based my self-worth on percentages and letters of the alphabet. So as my anxiety increased, the percentages and letters went down and so did my sense of value. Except this seemed to decrease at a much greater rate.

What was I worth if I was failing in school?

I’ll let everyone down.

I’m a failure because I can’t get the highest grades possible.

There wasn’t much point in trying to make people proud, because I wasn’t going to manage it, no matter how hard I tried.

But then I made someone laugh. I comforted a friend during a hard time. I played games with children where I volunteer and saw their smiles. I said nice things and made people feel good about themselves. I offered to help someone. And through this, I found a way to make a difference that didn’t involve numbers.

So I began to do it more. I learned the more extracurriculars I do, the more I help people and the more I am able to plan things I enjoy, the better I feel about myself.

Through these activities, I learned I thrive more on smiles than I do on percentages. That a grade, no matter how high, can never compare to the feeling when someone tells you that you have made a difference in their life. For far too long, I believed I was a success if I came out on top of the class, but was failure otherwise. I started to believe, despite the protests of others, unless I was perfect, I wasn’t good enough. If my score wasn’t 100 percent, I had failed and deserved to feel bad. I deserved happiness only if I scored highly enough.

The thing is, this turned me into someone I am not. I became competitive, jealous, bitter and had to do better than others.

Not anymore.

Now, I view myself as a person. An imperfect, clumsy, dorky person who gets things wrong sometimes. And not only am I OK with that, but I kind of like it. I enjoy spreading happiness and making people feel good, even if it comes from accidentally falling over every once in a while. I enjoy showing people how amazing they are and how they can do anything they put their minds to.

I am still trying with school work, of course, but it no longer consumes me. It is no longer the biggest measure of my worth.

So when it seems like I’m slacking with school work or that I seem to be having “too much fun,” I am still, in fact, learning. The only difference is, I’m learning something that should be taught far more in school. I’m learning good or bad grades do not equal a good or bad person. I’m learning I can value myself regardless of a score on a test.

I’m learning I am me, and that is pretty great.

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A Simple Way to Explain the Difference Between Stress and Anxiety


Since I’ve started taking medication to manage my anxiety, I’ve had the pleasure of feeling — for the first time in a long time — stressed without feeling anxious.

That’s right — I was pumped to feel pure stress, untainted by thought patterns related to anxiety and depression.

Because “anxiety” and “stress” are often used interchangeably and because everyday stressors can make you feel anxiety, I wanted to explain what this difference means for me — because as someone whose anxiety has hijacked most of my “normal” stress reactions for a while now, this difference is not subtle. It’s significant.

So here, in two scenes, I want to take you into my head and hopefully explain the different between stress and anxiety.

SCENE I: Anxiety


A woman sits at her desk and opens her laptop. Immediately tension creeps up her back. She feels like a balloon is being blown up in her chest. 


I have too many emails. I have too many emails. I can’t believe I let my emails get this bad. No one else has this many emails. I’m so bad at time management. I’m so bad at my job. Everyone’s going to find out I’m not really good at this job. I’m just a fake. Everyone’s going to find out. I’m letting down everyone. I don’t deserve this job. I’m letting so many people down. I can’t believe I let it get this bad. I deserve nothing. I’m a worthless piece of shit. I should kill myself. I want to kill myself. I want to kill myself…

End scene.

SCENE II: Stress


A woman sits at her desk and opens her laptop.


I have too many emails. It’s frustrating that I have too many emails. It’s unfair I’m not responding to everyone in a timely manner. This is stressful.

Woman starts answering emails.

End scene.

To me, feeling purely stressed without interference from anxiety means experiencing tension about a task at hand — without spiraling and questioning the meaning of my existence and the value of my worth. I have to admit, it’s nice. It doesn’t fix all my problems or make stress go away, but managing my anxiety with medication has given me a little more headspace to deal with these stressors straight on, which is a welcomed change.

So next time someone explains to you that they’re feeling anxious, understand it might be more than a “typical” reaction to a stressor. In fact, anxiety doesn’t even always need a stressor at all. And while I know I can never avoid a life without stress, I’ll take a life with less anxiety.

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20 Things People With Anxiety Are Afraid to Tell Their Friends


There’s often no rhyme or reason as to why and how anxiety affects us — it just does. Sometimes it makes us miss out on social events. Sometimes it’s overthinking so much that texting back feels like climbing a mountain. Sometimes it’s needing reassurance, again — and again — that you’re liked, that your friendship is valued, that you’re going to be OK.

Living this way can be a tough thing to explain to your friends, so some people just don’t — figuring it’s easier to keep their mouths shut. But staying silent about your anxiety often only deepens the gap between friends, and you might be surprised what happens when you let a friend in and explain how you feel.

To start you off, we asked people in our mental health community with anxiety to share one thing they’re too scared to tell their friends.

Here’s what they shared with us:

1. “I desperately crave their help and support but am scared of seeming clingy or scare them off. I feel totally alone even though I’m functioning well and laughing.”

2. “It’s noisy inside my head all the freaking time and my thoughts spiral out of control at the tiniest slightly worrisome thing. I’m so tired of people telling me to try to think of something else or try not to worry about it. Believe me, if I had that choice we would not be having this conversation.”

3. “When I want to leave a party or don’t want to be in a group setting, I’m not doing it to avoid them. I don’t want to have an anxiety attack and ruin their good time because of it.”

4. “My anxiety makes me question everything, leaving me unable to ever actually make a decision. That is why most times I cancel last minute or just don’t show up.”

5. “I’m lonely. I’m terrified. It’s hard to ask for help. I feel worthless. Literally every decision I make in a day stresses me out. I think they only pretend to like me.”

6. “I seek approval from friends and family, but I’m so afraid my craving for reassurance will scare them away. I want them to understand that they mean the world to me and that I trust them if I go to them with my problems, but I also don’t want them to think less of me because of it. I’m afraid to tell them I’m feeling anxious every day because I’m afraid they’ll think I’m ‘faking it’ or I’m being too ‘dramatic.’ I’m always conflicted with the way I feel because I don’t want them to change their perspective on who I am, but that’s probably just my anxiety speaking.”

7. “I’m pretty open with everyone — but only when I’m online and able to hide behind the internet. In person, the most frightening thing is to say, ‘I’m having a panic attack right now.’ I hide my panic and any sign of anxiety to the best of my ability behind quietness, excuses and hiding in bathrooms. Bringing attention to the fact that right now is the very thing I talk about all the time with panic and anxiety is terrifying.”

8. “I feel alone. Totally isolated and alone. Despite their best efforts to cheer me up I always feel alone even when they’re right next to me to no fault of their own.”

9. “I’m not lazy, mean or trying to inconvenience them when I don’t want to go somewhere or I cancel plans we made. Sometime I just can’t do it.”

10. “I’m terrified to tell people that I avoid when things get tough, and it’s in that moment when I need them the most. Yet, I’m so terrified of being judged that I don’t ask for their help. It’s a terrifying, lonely cycle.”

11. “It isn’t their fault I distance myself. I am constantly paranoid around them even though I shouldn’t be. I am terrified I will say something wrong or disappoint them or how disgusting they find me or even that they hate me. I’ll come up with scenarios in my head at night that involve how they’ll tell me they hate me and how they wish they weren’t my friend.”

12. “I am terrified that no one likes me, everyone I know is lying to me and just waiting for the right moment to turn against me… I feel like at any moment I will be left all alone without anyone… I don’t know how to be a person without other people.”

13. “I already feel like a huge burden, I don’t want to add to it. And I honestly 90 percent of the time I can’t explain why I’m anxious. So I’d rather not say anything and just get through it on my own.”

14. “I’m not trying to ignore you when I don’t text you back. It’s hard for me to have conversations via text. I’m afraid my words will be misinterpreted and you’ll leave me.”

15. “No matter how long I’ve known you, how many times I’ve been to your house or how many people I’ve met with you, I will still have anxiety attacks when something changes or someone new comes around. Just let me ride the wave and be there to hold my hand, help me up or talk me down from my irrational thoughts. Please don’t leave me alone. It might be embarrassing for you, but it kills me every time and I’m sorry to be ‘that friend.’”

16.I’m afraid to tell them some of the things that trigger me.”

17. “I don’t always want to talk. I love talking to them, but sometimes I want to be alone. I feel claustrophobic if I feel like I absolutely have to do something.”

18. “No, I wasn’t at work. I couldn’t go to your event or go out for the night because I couldn’t face leaving the house. I couldn’t get over who might be there, who might not be there, who I might have to talk to… I just couldn’t. You’re still my friend and I don’t love you any less. I just couldn’t. I’m sorry.”

19. “I’m always second guessing everything I do and say around other people. That’s why I’m quiet.”

20. “No matter how many times I say I’m fine or that nothing is wrong, please, if you think something is off, don’t ignore your hunch. Ask me about it. You might even have to ask me about it multiple times. Chances are, I’m just afraid that you don’t care or that I’m wasting your time.”

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Dreamers With Anxiety: Don’t Look at the Monsters That Stare You Down


Dreams aren’t dreams without nightmares.

We have dreams; we all do. But I know no one who has accomplished their dream without struggle. Nightmares? Name someone who has bypassed their existence. The elements those terrors are made of is what drives our retreat. Hurtful words others say are the monsters that chase us. Self-doubt (whether that be outwardly, or inwardly instilled) is the indecipherable face on each of those threatening creatures. Fear is the weapon each demon carries. And each nightmare where you run but don’t seem to go anywhere is controlled by a tar pit of anxiety.

Those of us who experience anxiety on a daily — correction: constant — basis understand the unspeakable power it has over each and every dream — big, or small — we dare set fire to. Perhaps that is why some of us end our chases so quickly. There’s a constant fear of screwing that dream up; of having attention called to ourselves; of having others think us to be odd, or overly ambitious, or selfish or anything else we fear they may think; of never making it; of defeat; of any lie anxiety convinces us of.

Those lies are many.

And, when believed, the lies that haunt us outnumber the dreams we once held tight.

People who have anxiety understand the well-meaning “wisdom” others unsolicitedly give us.

“I’m stressed, too.”

“You’ve just gotta push through.”

“Get a job.”

“Join a group.”

“Pray more.”

“Get out more.”

“If you had more faith, I’ll bet you’d see a difference.”

Everyone’s advice has merit; at some point in these advice-givers’ lives, the words they are imparting on us benefitted them, or someone else. However, because that advice was applicable in their (or someone else’s) life doesn’t mean it’s necessarily applicable to ours.

People with anxiety, raise your hands (if you feel alone, mine is held high). We know how hurtful those words — those monsters — are to us. Words have great — perhaps the greatest — impact. And often, those words lead to self-doubt, giving each of those cruel beasts a face for us to stare at. “These dreams aren’t worth pursuing anymore,” we think. “If they were, it would be easy; I wouldn’t doubt myself.”

We begin to fear our dreams, and as result, the monsters raise their weapons. We shrink back. “What was I thinking? Look at all I would have to do! It’s terrifying; the smallest step is impossible.”

When we can’t run from these monsters anymore, we’ve hit the dreaded tar pit. Anxiety has won. It seems as though we can only sink deeper. We’re stuck. Lost. Paralyzed. Hopeless.

Facing a day? Tiresome.

Getting out? Impossible.

Socializing? Unthinkable.

We are trapped in a nightmare.

…But we can wake up. Just as nightmares corrupt our dreams, our dreams can overpower our nightmares.

Laugh. Please; laugh at this concept.

Then, think. You’ve had dreams, for a human is not a human without a dream. What dreams are your nightmares suppressing? What steps is your anxiety preventing? What passion is your fear consuming?

Only you know how to reach your dreams, and it is your decision whether or not those dreams are worth seeking after.

Yes; anxiety is a powerful, nightmarish hell that only those who have it know exists, but no amount of anxiety can withstand the power of your wildest dreams.

So, if you want to frighten the very nightmares that frighten you, rediscover the dreams you once held so close. No matter how much your anxiety haunts you, never let those go.

Don’t look at the faces your monsters stare you down with.

Don’t listen to their taunts and their lies.

Be bold toward the challenges they throw at you.

Because the dreams we hold inside of us are far more powerful than any nightmare could ever be.

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10 Things I Want My Daughter's Teachers to Know About Childhood Anxiety


As an individual who has experienced anxiety for as long as I can remember and as a parent of a child with severe anxiety issues, there are certain things I wish teachers and other educators knew about anxiety.

In regards to special needs education, anxiety is a relatively new concept and many people truly do not understand how difficult it can be for a child to live with anxiety. Every child deserves an equitable educational environment and for this to happen, school staff need to be aware of how anxiety can affect children while they are in their care.

Anxiety is one of those hidden illnesses and at times — even as an adult — it is difficult to explain how anxiety affects me. Imagine how much more difficult it must be for a child to articulate how anxiety is making them feel.

Most of the time, my daughter is able to “hold it together” while she is at school. But her anxiety levels would be rising throughout the school day and there would be signs she needs assistance to calm herself down. Helping her learn how to manage her anxiety has, in turn, helped me manage mine.

So in the hope of paying it forward, here is a list of things I hope will help educators to understand how anxiety may affect their students. I will add I am not claiming to be an expert on anxiety disorders, these are just observations I have made over the years!

1. Anxiety is more than being a sensitive child.

Anxiety is a reaction occurring in the body as a result of biological and environmental factors. To put it in simpler terms, anxiety is simply the body’s reaction to brain stress. Anxiety is more than just feeling stressed or worried.

Stress and anxious feelings are a very common response when we feel under pressure and these feelings will usually pass once the stressful situation is removed. You might feel stressed leading up to a job interview or an exam, but once the job interview or exam is over, the stressful feeling passes.

The term “anxiety” is used when an individual’s anxious feelings simply don’t go away. The anxious feelings are more frequent and ongoing and often will present without any particular rhyme or reason. Anxiety doesn’t discriminate and it does not care when it chooses to raise its ugly head.

My daughter has become anxious over leaving a pencil at school in her school desk. She has worried about forgetting where she left her school hat. She has worried about forgetting to take her library book to school. She has become anxious because we forgot a step in her bedtime ritual. For some people, these worries may seem insignificant, but to a child with an anxiety disorder, these are major worries.

At times, my daughter has not been able to tell us what she is worried about, only that she has an immense feeling of worry and fear. At one point last year, she was in tears at school and when she was asked by her teacher why she was crying, she replied “I don’t know.”

Yes, she can be a sensitive child, but she is sensitive because of her anxiety. Her anxiety causes her to overthink situations, experiences and conversations. Please do not dismiss a child simply because you think they are being a overly sensitive.

It is important not to dismiss a child’s anxious feelings as this will only make the situation worse. Their feelings need to be acknowledged. Let them know their anxiety is real and with your help, they can get through it.

Acknowledge they may need help from time to time and this is perfectly OK. We all need a helping hand. It isn’t a sign of weakness, it is a sign of strength. Being understood and not judged can make all the difference to a child.

2. Parents need to be heard and listened to.

I have lost count of the number of times we have been told “But she can’t have anxiety, I’ve never seen that in her.”

Parents who express concern over their child — whether it be to teachers, medical professionals or friends — need to be heard and listened to. Many children, my daughter included, are able to hold it together all day, only to crumble the minute they step inside their home, their safe haven.

Teachers and educators may never see this side of the child but that’s not to say it doesn’t happen. Yes, students are in your care for six hours and five days a week, but you do not see the child when they are at their most vulnerable. You don’t see them when they are shaking and in tears because they didn’t understand their friends. You don’t see them when they have no energy left to hold it together. You don’t see the emotional and mental destruction anxiety can cause.

Speaking from experience, anxiety can be a debilitating experience. Anxiety can make it incredibly difficult to cope with day-to-day functioning. Anxiety can impact an individual’s quality of life. If not watched and managed, anxiety can manifest into larger mental health problems.

3. Anxiety requires understanding.

Everyone feels anxious from time to time and when we feel anxious, we may be able to reason with our thoughts to assist us in coping with stressful situations. This is not always the case for a child with anxiety issues. Their anxious feelings are not easily controlled and they may not be able to reason with their thoughts.

Telling a child who has anxiety to stop worrying is not going to help. The only thing the statement “stop worrying” will do is make the situation worse.

A child with anxiety is most likely going to have a huge, massive ball of turmoil going on inside them. Even the simple act of breathing can pose a challenge to them. Any individual with an anxiety disorder doesn’t want to be in this situation. They don’t want to be feeling the way they are and in all honesty, they probably wish they could just snap their fingers and calm down.

But it isn’t that simple. Telling a child to calm down or stop worrying may make them feel shame, anger and frustration. This can then add extra anxiety as they try to deal with those emotions on top of the anxiety.

Please understand an anxious child needs you to be patient. They may need your help to get them to calm down. They may need to escape from the stressful situation to come back to a calm state.

4. Anxiety doesn’t look like one thing.

Everyone is different and it can often be a combination of factors that contribute to developing an anxiety disorder. At times, the symptoms of anxiety are not obvious. Anxiety may be a sudden onset in some and a gradual process in others.

Every individual with anxiety has different triggers. Anxiety can present at different levels of intensity. Some individuals may be able to cope with high levels of anxiety, others may not. One child may have completely different coping mechanisms to another.

Anxiety generally presents differently in girls and boys. Anxious reactions of boys tend to be more behaviorally driven. Girls on the other hand, tend to internalize their reactions to anxiety. Both reactions require different strategies to manage anxiety.

5. It is helpful to build a relationship with a child with anxiety.

If you get to know an anxious child, it may mean the difference between being able to pick up on their triggers or not being able to. Building a rapport with your students means they are going to trust you enough to come to you for help. You will then be able to pick up on their signs throughout the day and perhaps assist in preventing them from getting to the edge of the anxiety precipice. This will make a huge difference to a child.

6. Odd behaviors often come about as a result of stress.

As a result of her anxiety, my daughter has developed some self-calming rituals. She will start chewing on things – clothes, pencils, books, anything really. She will start to rock on her chair. She will start to fidget with pencils, clothes, toys. These are all her little cues that her anxiety is starting to become too much for her.

Telling a child to stop chewing on their shirt or to stop bouncing on their chair is not going to help. The child has developed those self-calming rituals for a reason. Let them use them.

If the self-calming ritual is distracting for the rest of the students in your class, sit down with the child and their parents and discuss what other self-calming rituals can be employed instead.

7. It is helpful to develop strategies.

Once you become aware of a child’s anxiety issues, perhaps you could meet with the child and their parents and draft a plan of strategies the child can use when they feel their anxiety levels rising.

You could pre-plan and come up with your own strategies to help students in your class. Have a list of jokes to distract your students. Even a funny thought is sometimes enough of a distraction for children.

I have been using breathing exercises with my children at work when they need a brain break and we’re at the point now that the children are able to recognize when they need time out. They will walk away from the situation, take some deep breaths and walk back in a lot calmer.

There are a number of wonderful books available to assist children who deal with anxiety and worry. We love the books “I have a Worry” and “The Angry Octopus.”

Keep in mind older children may not want to be singled out in front of the peers. Perhaps you and the student come up with a secret signal so they can discretely communicate with you when they need a brain break.

8. Remaining calm is key.

Have you ever noticed a calm teacher somehow magically ends up with a classroom of calm students?

An anxious child craves quiet and calm. If you speak with an anxious child in a quiet and calm voice, they are more than likely going to respond to you and listen to what you are saying. It is much easier to come back down to a calm state when the person who you are talking to is also calm.

My daughter responds so much better when we remain calm. She is obviously still very much in an anxious state, but she is able to come down much easier.

9. It’s important to remember anxiety can be difficult.

Please remember anxiety can be difficult not only for the child, but also for their family members.

Anxiety can make it incredibly difficult to focus and pay attention in the classroom. Imagine being worried about leaving the oven on at home and then having to go to work and put all your efforts into doing your job for the day. All the while thinking, Did I turn the oven off? running through your mind. That is what anxiety is like.

Anxiety may cause a straight A student to fidget and want to move around. They’re not doing this deliberately. I remind myself regularly that certain behaviors are not done on purpose. As yourself why your normally well-behaved and well-mannered student is misbehaving. There may be more to it.

10. Anxiety is a part of the child, not the whole child.

Lastly, the anxiety is part of the child, but it is not the whole child. I read somewhere at times anxiety is part of a child like freckles are a part of another child.

Anxiety should never be looked at as a flaw. A child with anxiety may already have enough self-confidence issues and pointing out anxiety as a flaw is not going to help their self-esteem.

Focus on the positive aspects of the child. My daughter is smart, she is kind and caring. It is important for me to acknowledge what makes her the loving intelligent girl she is.

My daughter’s anxiety does not define her, it is simply part of her being.

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Dropping Off My Daughter at College Was More Than Just 'Empty Nester' Anxiety


As the day dawned Friday morning it finally dawned on me how little time I had left with my daughter Gracen before the fall semester began at John Brown University.

I sucked in a shallow breath. Dread settled deep within.

The funny thing is, I’d been aware of this encroaching date all along. I just refused to think about it. I gave it an intellectual nod when the thought of her back-to-school date came up and quickly pushed it out of my mind.

But thoughts like those have a way of festering beneath the surface of one’s psyche. I’d noticed the signs—typical stress reactions for me. Nights spent reading that stretched into the wee hours of the morning or even until daybreak, the soreness at the tip of my tongue from rubbing it on the inside of my lower front teeth, the itchy feeling beneath my skin, a desire to write followed by frustration swelling when I was unable to put anything down on paper as my mind flit from one concern to the next.

Creeping anxiety.

But it wasn’t until this morning that I counted the remaining days. Today, Saturday and Sunday. Move-in day—Monday afternoon. Then I will turn my back once again and hold my breath waiting and hoping.

Waiting for that phone call.

Hoping it doesn’t come.

You know, the one where a university official calls to tell me Gracen’s been hurt.

Or worse.

Oh yes, “worse” is always on my mind.

Then again maybe you don’t know.

Maybe after you dropped your child off at college your worries were vastly different from mine. Maybe you fret over poor judgment, too much freedom, a lack of academic commitment or maybe you are more concerned about the echoing silence that will greet you when you once again cross the threshold of your home.

All those things bother me too, especially the silence, but mostly because I fear it could be permanent—that our last hug might really be the last hug—ever. This thought lurks.

The other lurking thoughts are regrets. Regrets for missed opportunities. Really for forfeited opportunities. Those I consciously chose to skip for reasons related to anxiety and depression. I’m ashamed to admit it.

And that’s really it, I think. Fear and shame constantly assail my heart and soul.

I should be handling this better. I should be healing instead of falling apart more and more as time goes by. I should be able to make decisions. I should be less afraid of people and social situations. What does it matter what anyone else thinks? I should quit escaping into fiction.

I should, I should, I should, I should not. And every undistracted minute is filled with “shoulds,” “should nots” and fear—because anxiety is just a synonym for fear.

She’s sleeping late. Is she breathing? Is she safe in the shower? Will she be safe when she returns to school?

Not safe from others. Not safe from impulsive decisions or risky behavior, but safe getting out of bed, getting in the shower, getting dressed in the morning. Safe doing all the simple tasks we routinely do without thought.

Fiction and sleep are the two activities that shut out the shoulds, should nots and fear.

But there are times when I can’t focus to read or write and sleep eludes me and that itchy, tingling feeling under my skin about drives me “insane.” I find myself frantic for some escape. Trapped inside this human shell while inwardly keen for release.

But there will be no escape for me. Just repeated hopping up to leave the security of my bedroom for some distraction only to find the available distractions (talk, TV and pets) annoying so I flee back to my bedroom. A shower maybe, but the pounding water doesn’t shut out my thoughts. A drive…

To the crosses at the roadside where my daughters Bethany and Katie were killed…

Only to feel frustration rise.

Oh to be able to rip off the top my head and let all the painful, toxic thoughts and emotions escape!

I don’t know how to do this, Lord! I don’t know what to do, let alone how to do it. I spin in circles like a Tasmanian devil and hear only silence from You. Unbearable silence. I’m defeated by the truth that there is no fixing this. There are no good answers. No paths without pain. No solutions whatsoever. I need You to speak, to step in, to do something—something I can see—something that won’t hurt. Something that reveals a purpose for this madness.

Something that carries me through Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Something that prepares me for the silence I’ll return home to and wake up to on Tuesday morning. Something other than the dread of that phone call coming or the remaining pieces of my life, shattering at my feet.

I just need…


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