My Anxiety is an Ocean

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My anxiety is an ocean.

There is high tide, and there is low tide.

When the tide is low, the ocean is still churning. It is still full of fears and expectations and nerve endings and pain, but it is further from the surface. I can walk along more of the beach without getting sucked in.

When the tide is high, the ocean is harder to ignore. It is an ever-present body that…