I don’t remember a time when I haven’t had dread sitting inside me, even at times when I’m not panicked it’s there, even when I’m happy and enjoying myself, I can feel it. My anxiety has specific triggers that I’m trying to work on, and I have counselling lined up, but I’ve no idea what to do about this feeling—like I’m just waiting for something terrible to happen, like there’s no point doing anything enjoyable because it’s temporary. It feels like it will never go, because it’s no vague… And even the specific triggers, well, I’m so sceptical about trying counselling again. It feels like painting by numbers or something. Checklists, rating yourself 1-10, the same old structure every time, never in any real depth. Does anyone else find this?
Sorry. I’m just feeling so low. I can’t even read (my main pleasure in life) because my mind is all over the place.