Sometimes it sneaks up on me. Its not totally ninja, its more like a blister; you know the irritant is there but you don’t quite expect for it to fester so much. (Denial is when you think that irritant is going to grow a pearl.) During the day I notice I’m breathing shallower, quicker. I glance at my hands on the steering wheel and observe they are fidgety. I’m a little more irritable than usual at the slow traffic, slow kids and dumb dog. And then it happens. All the sudden I’m in a full blown anxious state. My brain is racing, I suddenly have no space, time, energy or money to complete anything and the world is going to explode at any minute. Everything is happening at once and I am powerless to stop it. Everything is bad. Nothing is good. And usually, I’m the cause of it all going to hell.