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Oh gosh D: I know how you feelSakisCookie link said:This'll probably sound stupid. It does to a lot of people... orz
Living with chronic anxiety is the worst thing on the whole effing planet.
I used to be so care-free. I could ride ANY rollercoaster and listen to ANY scary story and NEVER worry.
Now? I can't even get in an elevator without struggling to breath. I see a picture of Slenderman, and I have to curl up and cry until I manage to pass out at 1 AM. When my arm falls asleep, it takes almost an hour for my parents to convince me I'm not having a heart attack.
Even now, in my history class, we're learning about the Cold War and atomic bombs and stuff. I, of course had to be the one to spend the rest of the day depressing myself with imagining what it would be like to die in an explosion.
And when I tell my friends these things, they say I'm being a baby or I'm being melodramatic. Like...it's not like I CHOOSE to feel this way. Learn a little about anxiety and you'll find out I'm in no control of it what-so-ever. I can have panic attacks about NOTHING. Literally, I'll just be sitting there and suddenly I get dizzy and out of breath and start shaking violently.
Last summer, I stayed up until 5 AM every night. Not because I wasn't tired, but because I kept having these AWFUL nightmares about a woman with black hair tearing into my chest.
God, anxiety. Go die in a hole and leave me alone.
Oh my gosh. I don't have anxiety that bad, it's pretty under control because of my meds, but I'm so sad for you. The thought of someone in pain.... It's terrible. I dunno if I'm just being a baby, But I always have to have every light in the house on,Even when I sleep. And something in front of the closet,So nothing pops out at me. I refuse to go outside in the dark, and the mentioning of something scary, I'll burst into tears. I know how you feel.