The Knot in My Chest

A little prose about anxiety.

Photo by Shubhesh Aggarwal on Unsplash

It’s like a delicate, oblong baseball-sized rock, frozen in my chest. If someone would just come along and put a bit of pressure on it, it would be fine.

It would crack and release that fluid like when someone pops your back. I would be able to breathe again.

Inhale, trust floods in. Exhale, second guessing pushes out.

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Type-A gal that’s trying “not having a plan” in a new state. Degrees in History & International Affairs. Freelance content creation. akwalks@gmail.com.

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Abigail Walker

Type-A gal that’s trying “not having a plan” in a new state. Degrees in History & International Affairs. Freelance content creation. akwalks@gmail.com.