The vent of a hyperactive mind.

What does 'Anxiety' mean to you? Is it just a verb? The act of being anxious, or is it an actual physical or mental condition? Many years ago, I'd have thought it was purely psychological, controllable, maybe even a weakness. I didn't really know I was a sufferer. In reality, my anxiety had always been there. At the back of my mind, looking for the bad in every situation, oddly enough, keeping me on my toes and driving me to deliver more at work. Although as I'd grown older I genuinely did care less about other peoples opinions of me. I still tried my hardest to maintain an ethical approach to management. Realising, that although the work was important, it was far more important to maintain healthy relationships with those people you worked with. That ethos, and the paranoia keeping me on my toes was quite a useful combination. I was successful at what I did. However after being exposed to some pretty unethical and, in my opinion, demoralising management treatment...

So yesterday, I joined two esteemed friends for a quick bike ride down the coast. We started in Prestatyn and (having explored the excellent trek to Rhyl last time) decided to explore the cycle route towards Talacre and Mostyn. Before long conversation turned to the EU referendum debate. Two of us, myself included were pro-brexit. One was not. As we rode we shared arguments, my main arguments for voting Brexit were. Although we'd all witnessed evidence of local spending, it's misdirected.  Local schools can't pay for books or computers but we've got a statue in Holywell town centre! We also discussed the benefits of being in the EU and we agreed that none of us really understood, what the EU was responsible for. We all agreed that the fear campaign was ineffective, if anything, counter productive, as it caused brexit campaigners to dig it's heels in further.  However, the conversation got under my skin, and the association with Gove, Johnson, Patel and ...