Pray.Submit.Trust.

Anxiety. Heart racing,shakiness, shortness of breath, racing thoughts, floods of tears,flushed cheeks, fear, and lack of sleep. A picture of the last week. It has been building, this anxiety that has now taken over.
I take a breath, I say a prayer, and try to release those things which have a hold on me. Sometimes it works, sometimes, nothing does.
I believe all of this anxiety is for a reason. It must be. It has to be. You see, for some time now, I have needed to move on in a few different areas of my life. I had become safe I suppose; as I think about it, I had given up, have given up. I had given up on pursuing change,had given up on love after foolishly giving my heart to someone who did not want it.I lost my dreams some time ago and it simply has hurt too much to begin considering they just might actually come true.
So, as I live with my anxiety, I am reminded of my Savior, who I imagine experienced anxiety as he knew he was facing His own torture and death. He prayed. He submitted to the Father, and He trusted. I will do the same. I will pray,I will submit, I will trust. And one day, my heart will stop its nonsensical fluttering, my tears will cease to flow, and I will rest again.