When your tummy clench like a fist.

You know that sudden feeling of anxiety, when your tummy clench like a fist? That is how I feel when I see the tab saying “writerhannaandersson” at the top on my computer screen.

I have just finished 14 days of working. I haven’t had a day off since Monday the 18th of February, and I am knackered. But the guilt of not writing (or reading) overtakes my tiredness. The only thing I can think of at the moment is how I should be productive tomorrow; how I should make myself read and write. So I don’t want to go to sleep, because I know that I will probably let myself down tomorrow. And that fist will stay in my tummy and slowly punch its way upwards, towards the area where a panic attack live and wait to erupt.

 

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