Dear Anxiety,
I know that some days you help me study, make me try harder at sports, and exceed beyond my wildest expectations. The problem is that you lead to panic attacks, crying, me stressing out my friends, and me being snippy with my family. I really want to not cry when I get a bad grade and I want to be able to not have "emotional breakdowns" about myself, boys, issues, and grades. I want to work hard, but you are stressing me out too much. I will make sure that you can still be part of my life in a a positive way, but I need you to leave. See ya!!
Your old friend