I can’t seem to function once I step out of the door.
Make up becomes pointless, it only ends up streaming down my face.
The minute I walk out the front door I feel sick, uneasy, unsafe, dizzy, angry, hurt.
After a few minutes of locking the door behind me, back in my home, I no longer feel nauseous, no more dizziness.
But what I feel is emptiness, unkindness and unsafe.
There’s no escaping anxiety.
Not this week.