anxiety
A look at anxiety in its many forms and manifestations; what is the nature of this specific pattern of extreme fear and worry?
The “S” word
Your mind probably jumped straight to the word “sex” but that’s definitely your own dirty mind.. I’m talking about the heart throbbing, awkward hand gesturing and the terrifying challenges of socialising. For some of you it comes natural, f*ck you if it does by the way and for those suffering from depression and/or anxiety I can already feel you scanning down this page desperately attempting to find “the answer” to end the suffering. Nope, just a conversation diving deep into mental health and some personal experiences of mine. They won’t dramatically transform your life into a perfect Rom-com but it might make you feel a little less lonely; knowing there are others exactly like you. Crazy right?
By The Soul Whisperer6 years ago in Psyche
Eternally Avoiding
My life has turned into avoiding parties or triggers while still maintaining a job and remembering to take care of myself. I work so that I have money like everyone else but within any job I've had there are always stress response triggers, but I'm currently in a minefield of emotions and triggers since I work most closely with other women... Which I feel bad for avoiding the parties or talking to people because I would love to have a social life aside from work again.
By Kira Lydia G.6 years ago in Psyche
Living with Anxiety
Let's start from the beginning I do have anxiety disorder I experience this feeling almost every day. Right now I am being treated with medication for it. If anyone feels that they might have this disorder please talk about it, there is help out there for it. Also, this can affect children as well as adults. Do not be ashamed of it please. More people than you think are in the same boat trust me. I kept this hidden from everyone, as soon I started to tell people. I had a lot of support.
By Jonathan Evans6 years ago in Psyche
Your My Insecurity
I have now found a new hobby and that is writing letters to parts of me that I struggle with. My mind and my thoughts are an endless battle. This battle originates from life experiences. I shouldn’t think that circumstances will continue to reoccur or if someone cheated me that means everyone else will. I should be strong enough to know I need to heal and not to drag anyone into my darkness. Everyone goes through trauma, heartbreak or loss in their life, if it starts to affect your wellbeing and relationship then working on them is vital.
By Chantelle C6 years ago in Psyche
The hidden soul.
Sometimes being a positive person is not enough. It is not enough even trying to bring the best in yourself or other people. It doesn’t work that way. I always believed in understanding people and always thought to get the best out of everyone and I hoped that one day someone would see the same in me but, it seems that people have this perception that I have everything under control and everything goes smoothly in my life. Even my own family doesn’t seem to see me. Oh, what they don’t know, they have no idea, or they do not want to accept that I might not be this strong happy person I seem to give the impression I am. I might not be this healthy confident individual that looks like has everything under control. One of my friends once told me that they wished that they were me, as I was having an easy life. He even went further telling me that I was spoiled, and I never seen hardship despite the fact that he knew very little about me. An easy life! Spoiled and no hardship?! And my response to that! Volunteering my life with a smile. My partner the only person who has been through it all with me, even him seem to not understand. Sometimes on the middle of arguments he goes on to tell me that “I am faking it all”. How I wanted to be that way, but all I do when he says that, is just stop the argument and walk away! Oh, how I wished all this assumption were true! I have no idea how all the people I know and love, none of them sees me, let alone understands me. I wish someone could only see how much I struggle. How every day I push myself to the limits to get out of bad and look, feel or be normal! How being outside for me is like death coming every day! How socialising with people, being in open spaces or busy places brings on me a state where I feel numb and inexistent and at that moment the only thing I do is work with my body so it doesn’t show the shake and the fear is having inside. And I smile and I exhaust myself with talking, to remove the attention from my body. How no one sees me for so many years I do not know. Lately I am job-hunting. I am trying to fight the fear inside the shake when I have to face the interviewer. I am trying to be strong, and use all the techniques I learned in the counselling sessions but how? It has been too long in my body, too long to even remember how I used to be before. Everyone who sees me thinks I am fine and there is nothing wrong with me. Oh, I so wished they could see behind the beautiful curtains. Is another whole world a world that has no meaning, just fear? I am so scared all the time but lately, I am scared of my thoughts as I know that they are breaking my sanity. so, I have decided to stop thinking all together. Maybe if I don’t think everything will be ok and no one will keep telling me that I am not doing enough, or I am not trying enough. Maybe there is a way to fight this anxiety and my agoraphobia maybe my fears are only in my mind. But until there is an answer, I have to fight with my body every day and who knows people will stop seeing my hidden soul. And everything will stop being seen wrong.
By Laureta Dudumi6 years ago in Psyche
Pot Gave Me Anxiety!
So I will never forget my first moment of “anxiety” or panic and what it brought. I was in the 5th grade and I went to the Twilight movie with my friends and their mom. I had read the book Twilight so I knew what to expect, for the most part, and didn’t think I would have a complete utter meltdown at the end of the vampire/werewolf love story. But when Bella was bitten at the end of the movie in her old ballet studio and there was blood and screaming I was instantly brought on with anxiety. And no not the type of anxiety where I freak out about my homework that’s due tomorrow. The type that I had never experienced before... palms sweaty, knees weak... yeah you know the rest. I literally felt like I was dying! I remember getting up out of my seat and running out of the theatre. I was literally about to feint and my friends mom (who thank God is a nurse) told me to put my head between my legs and eat some M$Ms. I remember my heart racing and having tunnel vision and being completely incapable of controlling my feelings. Two words: Panic Attack. In the fifth grade!
By Morgan MacDonald6 years ago in Psyche











