Do you know the saying ‘you are your own worst enemy’. Well it is practically true. My mind is my own enemy. My worst enemy.
I’m pretty sure anyone with anxiety will agree. Our anxiety is our mind. I mean, our mind isn’t always the enemy, we have our good days. But what goes up must come down and I know that sounds very pessimistic. But its true. Whenever we have (or at least me) have a good day, we’re constantly waiting for the shoe to drop. For the bad day to come around. While the good days are filled with sunshine, lollipops and cotton candy, the bad days are right behind. The days where we just can’t seem to cope.
Our mind prevents us from enjoying the things we really should at our age. Our mind, especially mine, makes mountains out of mole hills. Our minds keep replaying every single mistake we have ever made like a broken record. Our mind uses these insecurities against us and we think we will never do anything right.
Because on the bad days. well it just feels like everything is off. That nothing goes right. Like we woke up on the wrong side of the bed and everything we touch is wrong. That maybe if we go back to bed, we could wake up on the right side. Maybe tomorrow will be a good day…or maybe it’ll be just another bad day.
My mind is my own worst enemy.
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