I had an interesting conversation with my therapist the other day about anxiety. She feels that anxiety is a bad word to describe PTSD, because anxiety is often misunderstood. After all, every one feels anxious sometimes. Instead, how she suggested describing what I experience on a daily basis is feeling threatened. It's like having an intruder in my home, only no one is really there. Even worse, I know no one's there, yet I STILL feel that way.
