The internal, mental timeline 

That my anxiety has set for me 

Never fails to make me feel behind.

Behind in education

Watching my peers get accepted 

Into grad programs 

Into research positions 

Into dream jobs

Reaching their future goals they always talked about 

I am genuinely happy for them, 

But that little voice in my head breeds jealousy.

My time will come.

Behind in relationships

While I watch classmates get engaged 

Watch old friends move in with their person 

I am on the sidelines cheering them on

But subconsciously knowing 

That I am so many pages behind them.

My time will come.

My time will come.

But when?

How much longer will this girl with anxiety

Have to wait for things to fall into place?

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