Anxiety sucks.

A sudden feeling of doom. I look up from my writing, and everyone is conversing about tonights party. I check the coffe pot its off, flat iron is off, candles  are all out. 

Everyone is ready, everyone but me. No one seems to notice Im still in my pajamas . A house full of friends and I still feel alone. I look at my husband and tell him "I think I will stay in tonight, go on without me." He replies with a "Hell no, we have a baby setter its Saturday night. Now go get your beautiful ass ready.

I smirk and head to the shower. I love this man so much, but anxiety sucks. Now how to formulate a plan to stay in.