Confessions of An Anxious Girl

Anxiety

Even when life is wonderful, I'm still waiting for something horrible to happen. That may seem irrational to you, but the things I'm anxious about are very real for me. The sad part is that the constant fear and worry have become normal to me at this point. The panic attacks and explosive outbursts have now become a part of my daily routine. After they occur, I can just go right back to normal, as if nothing even happened. That may seem crazy to you, and people have in fact called me crazy. But this is normal behavior for me. The anxiety itself doesn't affect me nearly as bad as the explosive outbursts it can cause. These outbursts don't just affect me, but also everyone who just so happens to be around me in that instant. I think that is the worst part about having anxiety. This mental illness has caused me to lose more friends than I can keep count of. Ieither lose them because I no longer want to hang out as much, which is caused by my social anxiety, or because I exploded on them due to sensory overload. Losing everyone I care about because they don't want to deal with my issues tends to cause loneliness. And loneliness tends to cause depression. And from then on the cycle just continues. Until one day, when I decide to stop breathing