An estimated 40 million American adults suffer from some form of anxiety disorder—even more than those who suffer from depression.
You have a habit of starting a thousand things and abandoning them before ever actually finishing.
I fear myself because I can shut all that out. I can close the windows, choose a different floor, leave the person, kill the bugs, but I can’t leave myself. I cannot get away from my thoughts and my challenges internally.
I also have an equally long list of anxieties for the past, present, and future. Some of these anxieties are short term, meaning they are passing through never to return again. Many, however, are reoccurring, playing on loop in my mind when I least expect them.
It does not make any sense why something so small would need to go after something so large – that is a lot of energy wasted on their part.
I’m sure there are many people who simply have no fear, or if they do they just stare it down and go on with their lives.
“I can’t imagine ever wanting to be with the same woman forever, every day, for the rest of my life.”
Never before have I felt such camaraderie with my clown-fearing brethren.
I probably never passed the oral stage, but most therapists tend to get stuck in the anal stage.
A child suffering of fear of the dark is not subject for ridicule or torment. Her parents do not follow her around the house, switching off lights. She is not locked away in the attic or basement.