/aNGˈzīədē/
noun
a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome.
Anxiety is normally associated with either attention-wanters or asylum patients. The fact is, most people with anxiety are normal, everyday people. Like me. I have the kind of anxiety which causes me to refrain from things that put me out of my comfort zone. Some people even have panic attacks which cause their heart-rate to increase and they might feel like they are dying. My anxiety is not like that, and is caused by things that I encounter every day.
I'm not an adventurer. I have to have a set routine to my day or someone to go with me if I go somewhere new. I don't go into the store by myself. I don't call people or answer the phone, unless I know the person I'm talking to. I can't speak up for myself. I'm only comfortable with the people I know and I have a small friend group because of that. I hate when I have to choose my own group in a class where I don't many, if any, friends. Thinking about starting school in less than a month with brand new classes is freaking me out a lot. Getting myself to go in and take the driver's license road test has proven difficult to fulfill. Thinking about going out and finding a job is not appealing at all.
Some people might share these with me. It doesn't necessarily mean you have anxiety. I spend hours and hours thinking and worrying about these things, and some are even out of my control. I spend my life in the future, overthinking things that are yet to happen. Getting a job, going to college.
If you have the "I think I'm dying" kind of anxiety, I highly urge you to think about seeing a therapist. Therapists offer so much advice for tackling your anxiety and controlling your panic attacks. I, fortunately, don't have to deal with panic attacks, but I will on occasion find myself fighting to urge to cry or actually crying when I'm stressed and anxious (in public, too, it's the worst).
Anxiety has ceased me from doing so many things I wish I could. I've missed out on school events (two years of football games and dances), cool places, and chances to make new friends and I regret it. I regret it.
I hope we can fight these problems together. Having someone to encourage you and help you along makes everything so much easier.
Thanks for listening,
Danielle
Anxiety is normally associated with either attention-wanters or asylum patients. The fact is, most people with anxiety are normal, everyday people. Like me. I have the kind of anxiety which causes me to refrain from things that put me out of my comfort zone. Some people even have panic attacks which cause their heart-rate to increase and they might feel like they are dying. My anxiety is not like that, and is caused by things that I encounter every day.
I'm not an adventurer. I have to have a set routine to my day or someone to go with me if I go somewhere new. I don't go into the store by myself. I don't call people or answer the phone, unless I know the person I'm talking to. I can't speak up for myself. I'm only comfortable with the people I know and I have a small friend group because of that. I hate when I have to choose my own group in a class where I don't many, if any, friends. Thinking about starting school in less than a month with brand new classes is freaking me out a lot. Getting myself to go in and take the driver's license road test has proven difficult to fulfill. Thinking about going out and finding a job is not appealing at all.
Some people might share these with me. It doesn't necessarily mean you have anxiety. I spend hours and hours thinking and worrying about these things, and some are even out of my control. I spend my life in the future, overthinking things that are yet to happen. Getting a job, going to college.
If you have the "I think I'm dying" kind of anxiety, I highly urge you to think about seeing a therapist. Therapists offer so much advice for tackling your anxiety and controlling your panic attacks. I, fortunately, don't have to deal with panic attacks, but I will on occasion find myself fighting to urge to cry or actually crying when I'm stressed and anxious (in public, too, it's the worst).
Anxiety has ceased me from doing so many things I wish I could. I've missed out on school events (two years of football games and dances), cool places, and chances to make new friends and I regret it. I regret it.
I hope we can fight these problems together. Having someone to encourage you and help you along makes everything so much easier.
Thanks for listening,
Danielle
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