
I know it can be hard for you to understand my anxiety sometimes. I don’t always express it in the best of ways, but it’s because I can’t explain it to myself some days. This is a list of ten things about my anxiety I wish I could tell you.
No, going out every so often probably won’t actually kill me, but it feels like it does, mom.
I know it’s hard to explain to people why I start crying and hyperventilating when in a particular place, or when certain things are said, or when I make a D, but I can’t. Help. It.
It’s actually ingrained in my brain.
It’s nobody’s fault really. Again…just…ingrained…in my brain…
It’s harder for me to make friends, so please know that I’m doing the best I can. I might not be the life of the party, but I’m okay with that.
I wouldn’t allow anybody who makes my anxiety worse in my life, so trust when I say that my friends and partners are good. What does make my anxiety worse is when you don’t approve, and have nothing but negative things to say.
I probably just need time to recollect my thoughts. I promise I’ll call you back. I still care.
I’m not nearly as much of a slacker as you might think, I’m just anxious af about everything I do and how it’ll affect anything in the future, so I sometimes elect to not take any course of action.
Sometimes I need to feel anxious and get past it in order to be a successful adult.
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