Even if I can calm down for a minute the anxious feelings will come back, I know they will

I try telling my fear not to panic about panicking, but it’s like trying to talk a cat out of stalking your yard. It doesn’t listen.

Who cares about losing a friend when I might get cancer. I didn’t know then how much scarier life could get.

I feel like a person lost in a dark tunnel, trying to figure out how he got there in the first place.