Once it had subsided
I tried to explain it
But the words made no sense
Failure
Drowning
Tightness
Suffocating
Tears
Heavy
Frozen
“What triggered it?”
I don’t know.
Maybe that thing…
But that doesn’t seem enough
Maybe everything…
But then I am ungrateful
I have a good life
And should not feel this way.
The anxiety has subsided
And the shame sets in.
David wrote about this in Psalms 42. The song “Desert Flood” I wrote for your mother when she was where you are. It also quotes a part of Psalms 42.