They don't feel the cold, I do.
They don't feel every part of my body shaking, I do.
They do't have the fear of people, I do.
They don't feel the constant stares, I do.
They don't feel the worry, I do.
They don't cry, I do.
I think the thoughts.
I'm the one shaking.
I'm the one who gets so nervous they can't function.
I'm the one with the panic attacks.
I'm the one with the anxiety that tries to eat me alive everyday, and somedays, I let it swallow me whole.
I get eaten by my fears each and everyday, but those who live around me are too blind to see it.
I am anxiety.