Its easy for people to think that someone has it all together. Because I wake up everyday straighten my hair and make my eyelashes intentionally longer I must not have a care in the world. People think you can''t be hurt unless your limping or have a cast but sometimes the most pain comes from the demons they cant see. we put on a smile and grin through it because we don't want to disappoint or hurt the people we love. I have Anxiety. My Anxiety feels like fucking fire one I can't put out it slowly but surely makes it hard for me to breathe I gasp for air but have a panic attack when I can't get any.I play with the little gold band on my ring finger, I don't make eye contact not because I'm not listening to you but because I'm listening to the voices in my head hoping that through your ears you can't hear them because they are two octaves to high and on the verge of breaking . I also gnaw on the inside of my cheek as if the solution to this problem is varied between my teeth and gums. Everyday is just a day some are good some are bad and I have way more where they come from.
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Anxietythi
Non-Fictionthis is about my Anxiety and basically what it feels like. I hope that my writing is decent. thank you to anyone who reads it. if your struggling with Anxiety your not alone <3
