My knees bounced uncontrollably and my muscles were cramping from how hard I was flexing them to keep my body still. Anxiety makes me shake. Across the room, on the couch (I sat in a small chair in the corner of the room, a very interesting metaphor for our relationship at the time), sat my father. He was probably also anxious, but if he was, it didn't show as visibly as I felt. After all, we were seeing his therapist.
Therapy
Therapy
Therapy
My knees bounced uncontrollably and my muscles were cramping from how hard I was flexing them to keep my body still. Anxiety makes me shake. Across the room, on the couch (I sat in a small chair in the corner of the room, a very interesting metaphor for our relationship at the time), sat my father. He was probably also anxious, but if he was, it didn't show as visibly as I felt. After all, we were seeing his therapist.