When you're a woman with anxiety, your life probably looks pretty good from the outside.
You're capable, reliable, and holding everything together. Your calendar is full, you show up for the people who need you, and from where anyone else is standing, you’re pretty much crushing it.
But on the inside, your anxiety is a dead-end maze full of "what ifs."
Replaying conversations to make sure you didn't say the wrong thing. Saying yes when you mean no. Lying awake with a brain that won't downshift, even though nothing is wrong. Achieving constantly, but never quite feeling like enough.
It's anxiety, and it feels awful.
Anxiety is the bedfellow shaking you awake at 2 AM insisting NOW is a good time to think through everything that went wrong during the day and everything that COULD go wrong tomorrow.
All those worried, ruminative thoughts keep you constantly in your head—spinning out, second-guessing, and working twice as hard as everyone else to maintain the appearance that everything is okay.