Chapter 2

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         Imagine you are stuck in a dark room with no way out. Imagine that the air is so thick you can barely breathe. Imagine being chained up and constantly thinking about what's going to happen. That is very similar to how anxiety feels like.
         I can't do one little thing without having to think about it. I refuse to go to sleep because I'm always afraid that something will happen. I can't be in a room filled with people without feeling overwhelmed, and panicking. I can't be excited about something without hyperventilating. Can't cuddle with my dog without panicking for no reason. Can't stand in line to go on a ride at the fair without feeling nauseas and thinking that the ride will break down.
         I feel concealed and alone most of the time. I want to be able to talk to someone that isn't going to tell me that I am fine, or that I'm just nervous like a normal person, or tell me why I'm panicking because I honestly don't know why most of the time. I would also like someone who isn't going to tell me that there has to be a reason or ask me how am I not able to control my thoughts because I really don't know!
        I remember there was a time in my life where I had just transferred schools. I was so stressed about all the negative things happening in my life and how I felt that nobody understood how hard I was trying to raise my grades so that everyone would be proud of me instead of scold me. At this time I was having multiple panic attacks. Often I would only get 3-4 hours of sleep.  I would cry at the fact my dad refused to understand me. That summer ended up being my first year going to summer school ever.

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