You can’t ‘’man up’’ through an anxiety attack.

Your morning was slow, exactly how you like them.

The coffee you bought yesterday felt perfect for such a mellow morning.

With each sip, you contemplate what to do on this beautiful day.

Yet, no more than an hour later, you’ll be back in your bed, curled up under your warm bed sheets.

You see, anxiety didn’t care that you were enjoying one of the few moments where you let your softness guide you.