Anxiety will populate destructive thoughts. I’ll try to acknowledge and let it go. But whenever I try to prove my thoughts wrong, I think about how no one truly cares about me. But then I’ll remember I still have family and a husband, no friends though…. But they are sick of my constant need of reassurance and need to disprove my doubts… so then I bottle everything or write it down and throw it away. But the depression void I feel growing in me causes me so much internal pain and sadness…. A never ending cycle