Racing thoughts
Can’t slow down
Heart pounding
Can’t slow down
Anxiety clutches
Can’t slow down
Depression hits
I slowed down
Can’t awake
I slowed down
Gained weight
I slowed down
Negativity abounds
Stop that now
Bad self-talk
Stop that now
Cycle of self-harm
Stop that now
Seeking counsel
Moving forward today
Starting routines
Moving forward today
Setting goals
Moving forward today
Life’s better
Proud of myself
Paid bills
Proud of myself
Made dinner
Proud of myself
Forgot diligence
Getting worse
No medicine
Getting worse
Hyped up
Getting worse
Racing thoughts
Can’t slow down
Heart pounding
Can’t slow down
Anxiety clutches
Can’t slow down
About the Creator
Cheryl Duffy
Wife to a wonderful man.
Daughter of incredible parents.
Sister to outstanding siblings.
Grandmother of biracial children.
Survivor of physical and sexual abuse.
Educated woman with a wide array of professional experience.
Storied traveler.
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