Anxiety Archive


It’s a river. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s a fairly non-descript river. A river that has, through nature and man, had its course changed – its quality eroded – its importance altered over time. But it is, for all intents and purposes – still, just a river. But as an idiom; it’s more than that.

Reconnected – Avert your eyes

Watch how I do it. Oh my god they’re huge. Try and do it a little harder. Just look at her eyes. Don’t look down there. Keep going. Another 50 seconds. Look at the clock. No. She might think that’s rude. 40. There’s an eye chart. Look at the eye chart. No wait. What if

Disconnected – Alright Dave?

A trigger is a strange thing. In terms of my anxiety, a trigger could be a simple thing that I would manage, deal with and move past for weeks on end. Then, out of nowhere; that simple thing would blow up. Become a hard to manage, impossible to pass situation – that I simply had

Connected – The Leeds side-streets that you slip down

The next three connected posts – planned to run over the next three days – are about a subject that is, quite literally (Jamie), close to my heart; anxiety. The first, connected, will try to give an understanding of how I came to accept I had to deal with my anxiety. The second, disconnected, will