Everything around us is coloured by how we feel within ourselves.
I’ve had times where all the colour leached out of the world; it became a barren desert. I felt hollow inside. Each breath suffocated me. My body became dead weight and the air seemed to thicken so that walking became wading through treacle. Simply getting out of bed was exhausting.
Anxiety – a constant source of frustration in my life, and this year, it seems to have been getting steadily worse.