Believing It Is Well...

To whoever is reading this, I want to take a second and explain what my anxiety does and what it feels like. Before I start, you should know that anxiety affects people differently and just because anxiety affects me in this way does not mean that it is affecting your loved one or you in the same way. First, my anxiety causes me to overthink and over analyze every single thing. From the words I’m looking at on my screen to wondering why I’m right handed and so are you but yet our handwriting is different (Why is that?). Anxiety makes it so that my brain is never ever quiet. It never shuts up no matter how much I beg it to. Overthinking and over analyzing everything is exhausting and I wish I could stop doing it. But it’s like my brain becomes obsessed with figuring out an answer. So I ask questions that annoy people I love and I search google until I have clicked every link on the first 3-5 search pages. Second, anxiety ruins my relationships with people I love and care about the...

Anxiety sucks. Anxiety makes me question the people I love the most. Anxiety makes it so I cannot shut my brain off. Anxiety affects my relationships. Anxiety makes me feel like an awful person. Anxiety makes me feel like there is something wrong with me. Anxiety makes me feel like I am drowning in my own thoughts Anxiety tells me that the stupid thing I said 5 years ago is still remembered and thought about. Anxiety tells me that panic is normal. Anxiety tells me to keep quiet and not talk about what’s going on inside my head. Anxiety tells me that I’m having a heart attack when it’s just a panic attack. Anxiety tells me insominia is normal and that everyone has nights they can’t fall asleep until 2 or 5am. Anxiety told me that I can’t get help for the anxiety for years. Anxiety tells me that people are judging me. Anxiety tells me that I am too much. Anxiety tells me that I am not enough. Anxiety tells me that I am hard to love. Anxiety tells ...