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Side Effects Of Depression:anxiety, apathy, general discontent, guilt, hopelessness, loss of interest, loss of interest or pleasure in activities, mood swings, sadness, early awakening, excess sleepiness, insomnia, restless sleep, excessive hunger, fatigue, loss of appetite, or restlessness, agitation, excessive crying, irritability, social isolation, lack of concentration, slowness in activity, or thoughts of suicide
Side Effects Of Anxiety: fatigue, restlessness, sweating, hypervigilance or irritability, racing thoughts or unwanted thoughts, excessive worry, fear, feeling of impending doom, insomnia, nausea, palpitations, poor concentration, or trembling
Side Effects Of ASPD: antisocial behavior, deceitfulness, hostility, irresponsibility, manipulativeness, risk-taking behaviors, aggression, impulsivity, irritability, or lack of restraint, anger, boredom, general discontent, physical substance dependence or substance abuse
Side Effects Of OCD: compulsive behavior, agitation, compulsive hoarding, hypervigilance, impulsivity, meaningless repetition of own words, repetitive movements, ritualistic behavior, social isolation, or persistent repetition of words or actions,anxiety, apprehension, guilt, or panic attack, depression, fear, repeatedly going over thoughts, food aversion or nightmares
Side Effects Of Social Anxiety: excess fear of situations in which one may be judged, worry about embarrassment or humiliation, or concern about offending someone, depression or fear, anxiety, palpitations, social isolation, or sweating
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Yoongi
We decided to go to a café today.
Jimin's locking the front door and my hands are already shaking.
Our 3 year anniversary is coming up this month and I've been thinking about proposing to him. I have the ring picked out and everything.
What if he says no? You'll be completely embarrassed, humiliated. He'll laugh in your face.
But how the hell am I supposed to do that if I can barely stop my self from over analyzing the gaze from every person that passes worrying if they're judging me. I shove my hands in my pockets and start to rub the cool metal of my- our - keys between my fingers hoping it'll do something to calm my fucking anxiety.
Nothing. Of course, it doesn't fucking work.
As soon as Jimin is done locking the door we start walking down the street and I can't help but feel as if everyone's eyes are on us.
My mind is honestly gone as we enter the café, the only thing going through my head right now is all the possible scenarios where I fuck up and do something wrong.
I'm only brought back to reality when a hot americano is placed in front of me. I smile slightly, just the fact that Jimin knows my coffee order makes me slightly more sure. Sure that he really does love me. I look over and notice that he didn't order anything.
"You gonna order anything?" he simply shakes his head.
"No, i'm good. I'm not really hungry or thirsty for anything..." His sentance trails off as if hes thinking of something else.
" Yoongi, how come you always wear long sleaves? I've never seen you without a shirt besides sex- and well I'm gennerally face down for that, and of the 3 years we've been dating I have not once seenyou wear a t-shirt." he says looking at me quizically.
I shift awkwardly in my seat, compleatly avoiding hte question as I feel the framiliar panic rise in my chest, " Y-you know what let's go..."
As I get up out of my seat I bump into someone and I hear a large crash. I look to the ground and see that I knocked into someone carrying a tray of atleast 10 glass cups and plates now all shattered on the floor. I can litterally feel everyones eyes boring through me at this moment. All the attention on me. The exact opposite of what I want. My chest gets incredibly thight and It feels like I can't breathe. I feel like crying right now, I want to shink and crawl into a small dark hole where no one will ever find me.
But I can't even move right now. I'm too fucking scared to do anything.
You little wuss. Just gonna stand there and look at the mess you made. I can't believe how embarrassing you are. Think of Jimin. How mortifying this must be for him. To have to be with someone like you.
I only feel a small pudgy hand grab my wrist and pull me out of the café. Tears spilling out of my eyes from embarrassment as the wait yells for us to stop as we leave. Jimin pulls me behind a corner and just holds my hand. Every so often he'll kiss my forehead. Knowing not to be too touchy.
