But I don’t cry about anything that happens in my life, I derail a conversation about my success and work by getting excited for others.
Rummaging into my bag I found painkillers and quickly swallowed two while looking around desperately for a seat. I was feeling a bit woozy but not too bad. The waves came and went. When the anxiety calmed, my cramps filled the void.
The soothing Irish accent of Barry McDonagh told me to close my eyes. I panicked. Close my eyes? In this economy? My heart pounded.
I had to stop mid-walk to take deep breaths to calm my heart. I was so sure it was going to escape my body. Anxiety isn’t some physical being, no matter how much it feels like it. It’s chemical and it cannot kill me.