Anxiety had recently… screwed up a bit. It was harsh for her. She doesn’t particularly *like screwing things up for everyone. She thought she was protecting Riley. But, she hurt her. And Anxiety didn’t see that as ok.

Anxiety sat in the back corner of headquarters, curled up in a ball and crying late at night while the other emotions were asleep along with Riley.

“I-I can’t… b-believe- I-I… did that t-today…”

Anxiety squeezed herself into a tighter ball, barely keeping herself together.

“I-I don’t get… w-why I exist…”