acception to disease
In my experience, anxiety has been the product of guilt and constant self criticism. My anxiety has intruded on all aspects of living and has enveloped my mind, constricting it with all of its wonderful compromises. My past decisions to decieve those around me has led to the corruption and decomposition of my sense of reality and overall wellness. I cannot sleep, I hardly eat, and I cannot stop questioning the thought that it is just punishment for my actions. No pill can conceal or suppress the constant corrosion of my mind, because my "sickness" is natural in form and not to be cured. Cursed is the human mind, as the mind is itself a curse on man, always questioning the circumstances in which it exists. I will die wondering how i could have prevented it, instead of embracing it.