IT always comes when you least expect it - 

hitting you out of nowhere - 

sneaking up on you like an eerie tornado suddenly appearing during a vast stormy day. 

From time to time it disappears but in the back of my mind, I know it’s there.

Waiting.

Waiting to plan its next attack.  

It attacks like it has no care in the world. 

It will invade you even when you’re having the time of your life, then your day is ruined. 

Ruined within an instant. 

It takes over your mind first. 

Entering with spine-chilling thoughts fighting against one and other - 

Leaving with endless worries. 

Next, it takes control of your lungs. 

You can no longer breathe the same as if a giant weight fell on your chest.

Then it travels to your muscles. 

Some start to feel restless - on edge with no focus to be found. 

Others can´t move the fear building up inside them - frozen all concentration disappeared. 

Lastly, it just hits you all at once, you are stuck left with this terrible pain that no one can see.

Sweating.

Dizzy. 

Head hurting. 

Nauseated. 

Trapped in this feeling. 

You just left panic-stricken all because of it. 

IT -

is anxiety.