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.