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A logo for a personal blog titled "I am AnxietyGirl," exploring the journey of leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound. The logo should capture the essence of the blog's theme with a bold and expressive design, reflecting the rollercoaster of emotions and experiences of anxiety and introspection.

I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound.

She held her breath and jumped. My personal blog.

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  • November 6, 2021

    Burn the boats.

    If you want to take an island, you must burn the boats.  It’s time to Rip the rear view mirror off.  She was fierce  She was strong She wasn’t simple  She was crazy And Sometimes she barely slept She always had something to say She had flaws and that was ok  And when she was…

  • October 18, 2021

    Words for your week ahead.

    “I wanna kick you in the nuts. You are an insensitive penguin kicking baby slapping fart knocker.”

  • October 13, 2021

    She never dies.

    Thedreamerwhoneverdies. I’m going to tell you about the joys and astonishing first-hand experience of dreading the time your eyes grow heavy, becoming tired. And your body Is forced to sleep. And you know you’ll wake up again, with the syndrome that carries no cure. Of “What is.” And not “what’s possible.” I will be honest.…

  • September 8, 2021

    I named my spirit horse, Turbulence.

    A few new insights as I begin my 42nd year. “I change during the course of a day. I wake and I’m one person, and when I go to sleep I know for certain I’m somebody else.” -BOB DYLAN

  • September 6, 2021

    Can anyone else hear this shit?

    I am not saying “I hear voices,” I’m not off my meds, nor should you worry about my mental state. My apologies if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable. There are far too many people around so I can’t scream at the top of my lungs like I want to do right about now. In normative…

  • August 18, 2021

    A piece of humble pie.

    My family has been displaced by the wildfires in California. Most notably my child. When I was concerned about his Xbox and computer his voice rang a very loud bell. “Mommy, that’s just stuff you buy me. I love my stuff, but I love you more and at least you’re alive and we are a…

  • August 1, 2021

    An addition to the final verdict of B.

    I’m in so much pain, but a junkie for the dysfunction.

  • June 7, 2021

    If you ever wonder.

    There are no words. That can express how angry at you I am the sad thing is that this has been going on for almost a year. The whole time we’ve been us. There is no salvaging what we thought we were capable of. I’m too fucked up and so are you. We are catastrophic…

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