A while ago I had a cup of tea with anxiety, doubt, melancholia and shame.
They all kept interrupting me, convincing me to feel and be the same.

They have all been showing up in my life whenever they like
and when they win me over they applaud their win, their strike.
One particularly day I found the courage to finally speak up. I poured out all of the tea they had filled in my cup.

Nowadays, when they accasionally knock on my door I say "you know you are not allowed to be here anymore."

Anette. December 2022