Yosemite

I went on a vacation with my boyfriends family for the weekend. 

Everything was so miraculous and beautiful. 

Huge waterfalls and happy people all around. 

Trees that look like they are touching the sky. 

It is not until we leave that my anxiety hits. 

I felt proud too, I did not have to worry about my anxiety. 

Then my face starts popping with way too many pimples. 

This is frustrating because everyone knows that pimples do not help self esteem. 

Adding on to that is the fact that my face is sensitive so I have to go on a particular search for something to keep my face happy. 

Then we are a few hours from Yosemite and my boyfriend asks is we brought our toiletries from the bear box. 

Mind you he was the one that wanted to pack the car. 

So we forgot that. 

Including my toothbrush, retainer and deodorant. 

This is when my anxiety hits. 

So I took one of prescribed pills for my anxiety. 

Waiting for what seems like an eternity just for the pill to kick in. 

Oh man I even start to wonder if the pill even works. 

Next thing you know a tear falls. 

A tear of frustration. 

Damn anxiety cannot just let me hang loose and deal with problems as they happen. 

You know like most people can. 

So here I am trying to stay calm while my anxiety tries to prevent that from happening.