Hello, I guess this is where I start.
But how? How do I start? Saying that I have anxiety?...
Yeah, I guess.. I'm Taya Richards. I have anxiety.
Anxiety is something very hard to explain. But is there even a reason to explain it if you have no idea what anxiety is?
I guess that's an example... my anxiety makes me think I'm the only one prone to it. It makes me feel lost. Like no one else understands what I'm going through. But In reality that's not the case at all.
Anxiety makes you feel things, and most of the times... those things aren't true. Like I'm when I'm in a public place, my anxiety just takes over and thoughts begin to rush through my head.
Thoughts like:
•do I look weird?
•that person probably thinks I'm ugly
•those people probably think I look weirdBut sometimes there are no thoughts at all. It's like my mind has gotten so use to anxiety that the symptoms just happen without any thoughts. If you don't understand what I mean by this.. well.. I'll try my best to explain. Anxiety makes my body all tense and I get all shaky. When I first experienced anxiety I would have ruining thought. And then I would become all tense and shaky. But now it's like those thoughts are planted into my mind. So right when I get into a public place I instantly get tense and shaky...
It's like first learning how to walk. You start out as a baby learning how to do it, but once you learn how to do it, it sticks with you forever.
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Anxiety
Non-FictionThis is Taya. Taya has anxiety. This is the diary of a 15 year old girl Taya who struggles everyday with anxiety. 'I don't know why...' 'Why is it so difficult to explain how I'm feeling' 'It's a trap'