Anxiety

I say I hate her

That I would do anything to get rid of her.

But she is one of my oldest friends

She has always been there me

Never once leaving me alone

She is there for the good times and the bad ones

She comes and hold me tighter than anyone has ever held me

She makes me feel sick 

She makes every situation feel worse than it is

She won’t let me eat or she will let me eat too much 

She won’t let me sleep

She won’t let me function

But at least she has been there through it all

And in rare moments when she's gone, I find myself looking for her and her all too familiar feeling

I hate her, but she is all I’ve ever known.