I cast my anxiety away years ago, to a land called "Anti-Anxiety Land", sure she popped in from time to time, but she was very mellow and only stayed briefly. Well, I did a thing, I brought her back from exile! She has come back like a freight train, she robs me of sleep, she robs me of silence in my head, she's like an endless therapy session. She wants to hash out the same things over and over..on repeat!!! But I'll tell you what, she hasn't said anything that isn't true so far! She's pointed out a lot of areas where I accepted less than, where I let others steal my joy, where I let others speak untruths over me, where I allowed those close to me to wound me the most. My anxiety, she came back and she wants to shape me up! For a week she allowed me to wallow in it, she allowed some self doubt and for my motivation to wane. Last night was a different story, She kept me up until...