Merry Christmas!

My anxiety is way up. I'm anxious about doing the smallest things like getting something from another room, getting dressed, showering, it feels like every little thing.

I think I've figured out exactly what intrusive thoughts are for me. I thought I didn't have them but it looks like I do, and they happen pretty often. I just thought they were part of my stream of consciousness but they're actually intrusive.

I've been reading a lot of poetry, classics as well as more recent ones. I tried to read the older poems, but the English and rhymes are too distracting for me. I seem to prefer the free verse style of American poets.