Anxietyawareness Stories

this is a fanfiction about Httyd ⚠️ warning if u don't like anything about anorexia, puke, stuff like that don't read

This is not a metaphor. This is not a dramatization. This is what a panic attack actually looks like when it doesn't stop. After midnight on a cold Thursday night, my body turned against me. What started as a familiar warning - that quiet something's wrong feeling - turned into hours of pacing, shaking, dissociation, and survival rituals that didn't work the way they were supposed to. I walked until my legs felt hollow. Held ice until my hands stopped feeling real. Cleaned bathrooms because movement was the only thing keeping me upright. Tried food. Tried noise. Tried silence. Tried lying down. Nothing shut it off. This is a record of that night - from the first wave of panic to the moment I finally came back into myself days later. No inspiration. No recovery arc. No clean ending. Just what it's like to stay alive when your nervous system refuses to let you rest.

Ciara Matthew's life seemed perfect. Third year medical student, a drop dead gorgeous girlfriend (literally) and the world's most supportive best friend. I truly wish I could tell you it is going to stay that way but as it it often is, it's simply not true.

I don't know anything. No, I know everything as long as I am with my friends. No, we are strong as long as we are always together with our friends. The most favourite thing we do together when we make a human chain. No one can stop us. We can even kill anyone who opposes our friendship bond. My friend is only my friend; no one can own my friend, only myself in this world.

Rising from the Shadows is a heartfelt journey through the struggles of depression and anxiety, following a young girl as she navigates the darkness within. From the moment she realizes that her sadness is more than just temporary to her search for help and the painful realization that those around her don't always understand, the story captures the raw emotions of her battle. As she makes difficult sacrifices to prioritize her well-being, she slowly finds the light again, proving that healing is possible. This is a tale of resilience, self- discovery, and the power of hope.

Can your second chance at love actually work? Is right person wrong time even a thing? Callie's life seems to be a series of one disaster after another. It's the one thing she could relate to Blake on. If there's anything they had in common, it was pain. And yet it wasn't enough to keep them together at first- so what's different this time around?

~ this story is about me and my life and what I have been through ~ ~ please no hate because you never know what someone is going through ~

A story where a girl named "A" has committed suicide.She leaves behind reasons and feelings for everyone and causes of her death.Some of these "reasons" hit hard and lead to others breaking down almost everywhere missing the "happy" girl.

Some nights, the world disappears, and all that's left is the storm inside. My body moves before my mind can catch up. My hands shake. My chest tightens. My heart races. Thoughts spin faster than I can follow. Panic creeps through every limb, uninvited and unstoppable, dragging me into chaos I cannot control. I've warned those around me - "Don't give me anything that will stimulate me. I can't handle it. I might spiral. I might have multiple panic attacks at once." But even with warnings, the storm hits. Shaking begins. Breathing becomes a battle. Blackouts arrive without mercy. Voices distort. Faces blur. Time warps. And yet, in that fractured reality, I survive. Minute by minute. Hour by hour. This is not just anxiety. This is living with panic attacks, blackouts, trauma, and the consequences of a body and mind pushed beyond their limits. Every detail matters: the trembling, the words that slip out in other languages, the silent narrating I do just to stay present, the grounding rituals that pull me back from vanishing entirely. I write because someone else might be trapped in their own storm and need to know they are not alone. I write because survival isn't always loud, and strength isn't always visible. I write to show that even when panic steals control, when the body moves faster than the mind, and when fear screams louder than reason, there is a way back - there is a way to breathe again, to be here, to keep going. This is my journey. My voice. My truth. The storm is inside me, but I am still alive.

It's high time people understand what a person with depression and anxiety goes through.

15 year old Lunar is insecure about her looks. A new boy joins her school called Cameron who she's obsessed over. Will she get a chance with him? Or will Sammie lie their way to get to cameron? Read to find out

In which the weight of solitude weighs heavier than any stone. A modified short story from a young mind. • • • Axel's life was at times unsteady, but safe. That's the way he liked it; calm, unbothered. But when his brother takes him on a boat trip aimed for the frozen tip of Alaska, a terrible turn of events leaves his world upturned-one might even say... capsized. As he find himself cold and alone on a frigid island, his initial instinct is to simply... give up. It's something he's always been good at after all. But will the shadowy remains of a brotherly love and the traces of an ancient life on the island be enough to force him to survive? To fight? After all, there is no limit to the dangers when you're a castaway.

Eren Jäger from Germany. The number 2 seed in the world in the sport of Tennis. Levi Ackerman from France. The number 1 seed in the world in the sport of Tennis. Their fans love them. Their fans cheer for them. And even some fans ship them together. As Roland Garros (French Open) comes closer, the two men team up and decide to play doubles together as well as singles. But with evergrowing emotions and mental health at a staggering low how will these two men help one another in this ever growing battle of tennis? It won't be as easy as bouncing a ball one...two...three times.

Tw- anxiety attack/panic attack and brief mention of suicidal thoughts. A recount of one of my anxiety attacks...also I'm diagnosed by a professional psychiatrist

This is what a panic attack feels like from the inside. A poem on the suffocating grip of anxiety and the fight to just breathe.

Jason a 7-Year-old boy, real smarty. he loves to play with his toys, he likes to play with his sister he's a normal boy. Until one day he wakes up to find out something is in his town something you cant see something you cant hear... something you can only feel... This story is told in both 3rd and 1st person JasonTheWrita Jenna19 MikeyLovesIt TrainsAreJustPains HorrorStoryMaker12 We all contributed to this. we all did a big part in this and it took us over 2 months just to get where we are... thank you to you all in advanced

You are not alone. I got you.

Sanari has just entered high school, & at the same time is trying to cope with very severe anxiety & depression. She meets her new best friend & soon to be love interest, Janice Butler, a few months into the school year. Janice, who has, as well been coping with anxiety & depression for years, will teach Sanari how breath.

mental health, parents and the stigma. dont forget to check in on your love ones!

Anxiety has an inconsistent definition. If you have ever questioned when someone told you they were anxious, wondering what they are so worried about, it may be time to look into the other definitions. This is a personal definition and explanation of what anxiety feels like. Anxiety is personal and different for everyone, but hearing one definition may make it easier to understand others. Trigger warning: I will be describing experience with detail. If you have anxiety, monitor your symptoms and read the disclaimer at the beginning of chapters. Read at your own risk.