Obsessive thoughts take over. For days, months, sometimes years, they take hold, causing anxiety and no matter what I do, no matter how I try to divert my attention from them, they’re there. Consuming. Sometimes, I feel like I’ve thought those thoughts to such extent that there is no possible way of thinking about them any longer. I feel exhausted and sick of thinking those things. Sick of thinking anything at all, really. But they just keep spiraling, swirling through my head.
I’ve called this series shades of anxiety, but I don’t know if this is anxiety or just madness.