Ok so this is just me talking about my story with the one and only ✨Anxiety✨ now I to be anxiety is a bitch!
But some things I do to relax I thought I'd share!!!
1. I take a deep breathe, finding a steady breathing pattern is always helpful
2. I try and count back wards just to really focus on something else.
3. I find something around me to hold and distract myself with This is my stuffed animal I've had since I was a kid and don't laugh but it helps me so much
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4. Sometimes when I know I'm doing something that might cause anxiety I turn on some music, music can block out so much and it's so helpful for me
5. Sometimes I'll talk to myself, yes it sounds weird but talking outbound is helpful cause you can distract yourself.
6. Think of a happy place, it's simple think of somewhere you want to be and close your eyes and imagine.
My story!
Well for me anxiety has come more recently, I play a lot of softball and I was and am a pitcher, pitching was stressful, I always had this pressure on me cause the whole game depends on me, I started getting shaky hands and tearing up on the mound. People said I was sensitive which I am and yet no one ever helped.
I normal don't like talking about my story cause everyone else seems to have a more important life, and I'm cool with that, everyone else is more important than me cause like if I disappeared no one is really affect. I started getting more anxiety when I joined middle school, talking to people and making friends at first was pretty easy, but making a real friend was always hard. Trusting people seems like it's impossible. Even now with the friends I have it seems to always be about them. It makes me feel like my story isn't heard. And my friends always tease me cause no guy has ever liked me and because of how weird I am. And I would always fake a smile and fake a laugh.
I guess knowing all these things my friends thought about me made me think I had to fit a picture. I needed to be this perfect bitch for everyone. So then talking to people got scary, it got hard, my hands would shake and my breath would pick up. I guess I finally found the some people who I can talk to, so shout out to my friends, Merrit, Jaade, Marcel, Kate, Sarai, M00N4NG3lqueen-love44-BEAUTYHERR0NSunshineMidnightCedricsTrueLoveAmazonMajesty
There was also this one teacher her name was Ms. Jordan and her words stuck with me and they still do, "push through, don't try and fit in with that group when you are so much more capable on your own."
So this is part of my story. I just really wanted to get this out. So yeah.
