When your anxiety is getting the best of you, just read this.
I know you're tired, even after a good night rest. As long and you get up out of bed and be active, when all odds are pushing against you - just do your best. I'm proud of you. That's all you can ask of yourself. Don't push it too much.
I know you may be scared to fall, so badly that you strive for nothing else other than perfection - but when that's not reached in the simplest of things you beat yourself up about it. You are your own worst enemy, and I'm here to tell you that you needn't be.
I know you are worrying and overthinking things too much, to a point where people tell you to "just relax. It's probably nothing" but it's always something isn't it? This just goes to show how much you care, and the fact that you wear your heart on your sleeve shows how brave and amazing you truly are. This is not a weakness. It is a strength. It is a power. I know your heart is racing, yet you disguise it with a show stopping smile so no one asks why. In moment when the anxiety is too controlling, trust me when i say take a deep breath. Even when it won't work, close your eyes and count to ten. I believe in you, you can do this. You can get through another day. I know you hate yourself for breaking down every minute, you can't help it in moments when you feel weak and vulnerable. Stop hating yourself, it's okay to have these moments; but what counts is that you don't let these moments define you, shape you.So when your anxiety is getting the best of you, I want you to know to remember that it's all going to be okay; you'll survive just keep pushing through these barriers because the view from the top is amazing, and I'm sure you don't want to miss out on it. No one thinks that you're a burden. You do whatever else that you need to do to live with it. Everyone will learn to adapt to it also. If they don't, well you know where your loyalties lie.
Remember you are loved. You are needed. You are cared about. Anxiety does not define you, so don't let it.
YOU ARE READING
Dear. Nobody.
PoetryJust little notes for every feeling thats like bullshit. It will get better but I just wrote this.