thebeechick 

Some times people have what I would call a 'grey day.' It creeps up on you like a sneaky grey rain cloud, and out of no where engulfs your usual happy spirit, turning it from a vibrant yellow ray of sunshine into a grey wet day. I feel it physically as a dull ache / wavering pain in my chest - the emotion of anxiousness and irrational fear. My head is all of a sudden overwhelmed with ridiculous ( and I really mean RIDICULOUS) irrational thoughts that are totally untrue. They

" We know the world only through the window of our mind. When our mind is noisy, the world is as well. And when our mind is peaceful, the world is, too. Knowing our minds is just as important as trying to change the world" - Haemin Sunim For 18 months I've been writing these pieces on anxiety in my head, sentences whirling round and round, turning into paragraphs. Constantly questioning myself, Should I write this? Should I not? Repeatedly toying with the idea over a long tim