If I had to best describe what it’s like living with anxiety, I would say it’s like living with an unpredictable roommate that you didn’t get to choose. They showed up one day, seemingly out of nowhere and have been a burden ever since. They never give you notice about when they’re coming and going, they know exactly what to do and say to get under your skin, they bring out the worst in you and strain your relationships with friends, family, and loved ones. None of your friends really want to hang out with your new roommate, and if we’re being honest, your roommate doesn’t want to socialize much…
