The funny thing about anxiety is that it will disappear very fast, when I start to talk about it. It’s like “‘poof’ joking” you’re going to make it everything is ok.
I know why I’m feeling like that, it is because I’m afraid to be broken. I am so afraid that something will destroy the great things in my life. Therefore as fast as something is a bit odd or someone doesn’t behave like he/she uses to the brain warns me. The brain says “alarm alarm something bad is going to happen” so I get my tummy ache and prepare myself.
I think it is happening because I don’t want to feel unexpected feelings and it makes me crazy.