Theres Nothing Cute About Anxiety

Amanda Dalbjrn

Anxiety is waking up at 3AM in a pond of tears because youre sure your friend is about to commit suicide even when hes sleeping right beside you. You exclaim because even bad thing that has happened to him goes inundating right back and you feel like the person most responsible. Its impression like you cant do anything about it and there are no ways out of it.

Anxiety is stopping your mother from taking that business trip-up because YOURE SURE the plane will explosion in mid-air. You simply have this clawing feeling in your stomach, and when she says youre delirious all you can do is pray and sob yourself to sleep begging God not to take her away. All of it feels like your defect because you tried to stop her but you didnt do enough.

Anxiety is exclaiming yourself to sleep because you simply KNOW the house will burn and your father will die trying to save all of you. The scenario of your papa trapped inside the barred windows, which ironically were there to protect you, maintains replaying in your head. You know you cant stop it but at the end of the day, it was your fault for not telling anyone.

Anxiety is believing how everyone is out to get you. Your friends are plotting revenge on you because you bumped the most popular daughter in school. I bet they tell everyone youre so annoying and no one will ever want to talk to you again. Your mothers are stalking you and they check your every move. You feel like you cant trust what they say and theyre out to get you. You feel like no ones on your side and youre the only one who can defend yourself.

Anxiety is feeling like the world is dying but all you can do is sit here and do nothing. Nervousnes is checking up every minute until 4 AM if your dog is still breathing because you dont trust the vet when they told you hes fully recovered. Anxiety is feeling like everyone turned against you merely because youre you. Anxiety is the extreme remorse for not doing anything for something that hasnt and will never happen. Anxiety are awaiting his reply guessing he already crashed his car and thats why hes not answering.

Anxiety is real, and there’s nothing cute about it.

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