There were days when my anxiety made love feel heavier than it should. I found myself overthinking every little thing wondering if I was enough, questioning if my fears would ruin something good. Sometimes, it felt easier to guard my heart than to risk being hurt.
But I’ve come to realize that love and anxiety can live in the same space. Healing for me doesn’t mean the fears are gone it means learning to quiet them, and not letting them dictate how I show up in love.
Some days, I open my heart with courage. Other days, I stumble and let doubt get in the way. But every time I choose to try again, to love again, I remind myself that I am more than my anxiety.
