The spiral

I feel myself falling further and further into the pit of darkness. I reach out, trying to grasp at anything that may slow my descent. I call out, but can anyone hear me? Terror is rising, threatening to snuff out my cries. Anxiety is my only friend and I know not how to escape it's cold and spiteful clutches.

My logical brain knows change is good, new opportunities are good, but my panic overrides all logical thought.

I want this job. I am happy, I really truly am, and yet I feel as if I'm one failure away from sudden death.