Anxiety is a silent killer. It eats away at you from the inside out. It plays tricks on your mind. It takes a toil on you mentally, emotionally, and physically.
I’ve always been anxious. Some of my earliest memories are racked with it, a tightness in my chest and a heightened awareness from the surplus of adrenaline.
As I learn what works, and what definitely does not, I have realized how much pressure we put on ourselves to keep it together; to stand strong without breaking.
You’re always playing the role of matchmaker in your friend group. “Bobby is such a nice guy! Just give it one date, and if it’s horrible I’ll take you out to brunch. My treat.”
It can be tempting to be frustrated with a depressed person who won’t get out of bed and do something. Get a new job! Go to a yoga class! When you see someone not take action to better there situation, it can be hard to have patience.
“Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before.”
You laugh along. Because as long as people are laughing, it’s fine. You can deliver vulnerable truths, just coat them with a lightheartedness.
I’m happy, I’m positive, I’m optimistic, and I’m depressed.
ASMR is a tingling feeling that stems from watching or listening to certain conditions such as haircuts, tapping on glass, or crinkling plastic.
Dealing with anxiety can make life difficult. I sometimes feel as if my anxiety takes over the control center in my brain and puts me in the backseat.