Read a tumblr post about imagining your anxious self as a spooked horse in need of soothing and I think it might have changed how I address my nightly anxiety attack for the better.

It really does help to imagine your fears as an external unreasonable beast that doesn't understand the plastic bag in the wind isn't coming to kill them.

Between that and singing Rider's Lullaby from Centaurworld to myself on a nightly basis, I think Phobia-suffering Biz may literally be a horse.

Sugar cubes for all

whatever helps!