What does it feel like?
Anxiety feels like a weight on my chest
The weight is dependent on the day
Sometimes it’s heavy and sometimes it’s light
Anxiety feels like my lungs can’t suck in enough air
It’s feels like they can’t hold the air in for long
Short breaths
Anxiety feels like an uneasiness
Relentless undercurrent of unsettled energy
Constantly in alert mode
Constantly analyzing, thinking, ruminating
Anxiety feels unsafe
In those moments I just want to feel safe
On my own or helped by someone who cares and adores me
An aerial view of one of the busiest cities in West Africa, Lagos, Nigeria
Photographed by Wale Adebisi [@waleadebisiphotography]
There are signs
That the tide is about to turn
That new things are coming
That there is a reward on the horizon
There are signs
That you are going to be okay
That this overwhelm you feel will pass
That you can handle it 
There are signs
That the universe smiles warmly on you
That your journey is beautiful
That it will all work out for you
There are signs
Space
Spaccccceeeeeeee
Spa ccccc eeeeeeee
It allows you breathe, to take a moment off that intense focus and then come back with fresh eyes to look at it again and maybe to see something different, something new, and maybe find a solution to that problem.
So take space, take up spaccceeeee
7, 8, 9 billion people I’d still chose you, why? I don’t know, I just know that I would, if wishes came through, we’d never be apart, all my anxiety wouldn’t exist, and I’d love you even more than I do now. It’s not just about you, it’s about us, I am scared of the hope, the tiny voice that keeps saying maybe this isn’t the end, maybe we’d chose different. Maybe we are still young, still figuring it out, still trying to have conversations, still t r y i n g t o s a y I l o v e y o u. If wishes came through, we’d hold so tight nothing would pull us apart but the high is high and reality slowly walks in, we both stand as still as we can not breathing, so we are invincible, maybe that’s what it’s all about being delulu until it becomes the solulu
To The Person Who Walked Past The Window - Jordan Bolton
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Missing her
Franca Afegbua was a Nigerian beautician and politician who represented Bendel North in the Nigerian Senate in 1983. She was the first elected woman senator in Nigeria.
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