One moment, everything is fine.
And then the next, a wave of dread unlike anything I've ever experienced washes over me.
My hands shake, my stomach turns, and my heart races.
But this feeling isn't something I am a stranger to.
It's something I deal with a lot.
Sometimes it seems like I am getting better, and then something gets in my way.
I'll get anxious over a test, and suddenly the whole world turns upside down.
My whole day has been changed from one moment of stress.
The way I react to minor inconveniences, even just talking to people is a daunting task.
And no matter what I try to do to fix it, it doesn't change.
I am stuck with this forever.
The only hope I find is in my Father.
He gave His life so I no longer have to fear anything.
And for that, I am eternally grateful.
