Adult anxiety is off its leash again. Sylvie Swenni's A Pet Named Anxiety, featuring illustrations by Paula Bossio, is a book of lighthearted validation of the outlandish ways that anxiety sticks its nose where it doesn't belong and then seems to run off with reckless abandon

Is this Anxiety up with the sun? Sure is. Does it have a filter, care about your boundaries or your personal space, or consider future consequences of its actions? Not a chance! It also binge eats, runs up credit card bills, texts your ex--texts everyone, for that matter--digs holes it can't get out of, drinks too much, and gets riled up at work. But as much as this thing wears you out like a mortifyingly bad puppy, it's got its quirks and its charms.

A Pet Named Anxiety knows that this exhausting little hellbeast is here for the chaos, but at least you're not alone!