Those who know, know. Anxiety is like the best friend you never asked for and the critic over your shoulder that you just can’t shake. My anxiety is sometimes the loud, prominent, and nagging instigator behind self-betrayal. It’s saying no to things I actually do want, to the places I actually do want to go, or the opportunities I do want to explore. Like light dimming to make space for darkness, the inner Yes is shut down by the firm No of my Anxiety.