This is kind of a depressing answer to this prompt, but everything makes me nervous. People, places, daily life, working on healing, being alone, having no friends, and a whole slew of other things. I am diagnosed with an anxiety disorder, among other things, so that could be part of it, or a lot of it, but I long for peace. Although, if people were honest with themselves, they might feel the same way. Empty, depressed, dissatisfied with their life, grief over lost dreams, broken relationships, and everything else that seems to tarnish life. Don’t get me wrong, I do have some good days, but most of them are a struggle. People say peace only comes from God, but so far his peace has evaded me. They say, “you need to have more faith,” or “try to look at the positive things.” But positive things are hard to find when you are depressed and anxious about everything. Maybe someday I will see the light. Maybe someday I won’t be so nervous, and that is all that I can hope for.

Sky