Anxiety
What is this that I am feeling deep inside am I made of jello for that is the feeling I get one of jello that has been disturbed with its wiggling and jiggling or is it more like a child that has been cooped up in a house on a rainy day running around in circles playing cowboys and Indians with his war hoots until he tires but the child never tires. This feeling extends to my fingers and legs causing them to shake. The doctors call it a reaction to medication he calls the reaction anxiety I call it hell. It feels as if my mind wants out of my body to get away from the craziness that I feel. Until it gets out of my system this will continue and my inner child will be running a crazy marathon until exhaustion comes collapsing him in midstep.
© March 17, 2008 Joanne Anderson