Is this Anxiety?

Remember that terrible pain in the pit of the stomach just before a race starts?.

I got that, a lot often these days.

But, every now and then the pain moves up to my chest.

When it does, I get restless.

I do the things, that I have always told myself not to.

I cry.

I wither in pain.

I hold myself as if it’s a hug, to calm down and say “it’s ok”.

When it gets unbearable, I shiver, I fall and finally howl in pain and helplessness.

And it’s gone!. Like heavy rain with thunders and storms, just suddenly stopped and you have drops falling from the tree leaves. As if it hardly rained.

May be this is what they call Anxiety.