Historias de Socialanxietydisorder

Meet Papyrus, he's a skeleton with Social Anxiety Disorder trying to survive the hell that is public high school, as you can imagine, he gets bullied. Bullying, Love drama, and dogs! What's happening?!?! (This is an AU me and my friend made and btw, new chapters will be added almost every day. Enjoy!) (Also, TTFN means Ta Ta For Now and it's a Winnie the Pooh thing)

I'm not sure if anyone else is like this but I'm gonna try and write it out anyway... I've decided to update this with things like poems and more sort things like the first chapter. *Warning!* This is something I decided to write to try and let my family know whats happening inside of my head. I hope this sheds some light on what can be going on in peoples heads. I'm not too good at getting my ideas down into something that makes sense so this is probably all over the place...

They say when your world seem to turn UPSIDEDOWN it would be lovely to have at least someone UPSIDEDOWN with you. Fortunately, Jessica Olamide has not just someone but *some-two* even *three* around her but they don't know her world. Let alone thinking of Up siding her world with her. ********** Don't give up; It's Soo close" were his last words. "I can see it.... Right inside of you" were his first words, even before we knew our names. " I tell you everyday my darling ❤️; It's in you" mother dearest reminds me. "I try not to get jealous of you sisterly" Wonder told me. " It's up to you" Biggest bro told me. Please if you don't want me go crazy.... Can you help me with this THING "IN ME" I don't know what it is.

Hinata Gojo was abandoned by her brother before she was even born. Ever since, her life has been one long comparison-to someone she's never met but could never escape. Stronger, smarter, more powerful. Her parents never let her forget it. But now that she's finally accepted into Tokyo Jujutsu High at sixteen, she's done chasing his ghost. She's here to prove something-to her family, to herself, and maybe, just maybe, to the world. What she didn't expect is a surprise waiting for her at Jujutsu High she never wanted to get. And then there is that certain pink-haired sorcerer with too much energy and too little self-preservation would worm his way into her life so fast. Yuji Itadori is everything Hinata doesn't have time for-loud, loyal, and way too kind. But he's always there. Every mission. Every breakdown, he just... shows up. But after a while somethings shifting and someone comes back. Even though that someone vanished years ago on a mission. A storm is coming to Jujutsu High. And Hinata Gojo is right at the eye of it.

ABSTRACT Mikayla was not your regular teenager who lived life to the fullest or used the yolo slang in her daily life applications. She did not have the change to grow up like every teenager did and this affected her psychologically, physically and emotionally. Being a victim of sexual abuse when she was 16, she became a recluse, developing social anxiety, inferiority complex and hated girls who got all the attention she could never have. Her love life was uneventful as she only had crushes on the golden boys in high school but was practically non-existent. Would Kayla finally have her life back from her childhood trauma or will she succumb to the vices that surrounded her? Would she eventually find that man who would treat her well and not see here as a wallflower?

In this book you will find some poems and quotes about anxiety.

I want to help others like me who struggle a lot with their social anxiety when it comes to, well, everything. So here it is. This book will include: tips on how to deal with panic attacks, staying calm, tips for school, how to improve, quotes and songs that cheer me up, as well as tips on how to deal with different situations like going to a new school or making friends. (I'll add other things i think might help as i go along).

*Warning: Cussing comes in at Chapter Two towards 800 words* "Thank You, Evan Hansen.." * So let the sun come streaming in 'Cause you'll reach up and you'll rise again Lift your head and look around You will be found * * Share it with the people you love. Repost. The world needs to hear this. A beautiful tribute.. Favorite. I know someone who really needed to hear this today, so thank you Evan Hansen, for doing what you're doing I never met you Connor, but coming on here, reading everyone's posts... It's so easy to feel alone, but Evan is exactly right..we're not alone, none of us. We're not alone, none of us. None of us. None of us are alone. Like. Forward. Especially now, with everything that you hear in the news.. Like. Share. Repost. Forward. Thank you Evan Hansen, for giving us a space to remember Connor. To be together. To find each other. Sending prayers from Michigan. Vermont. Tampa. Sacramento. Thank you, Evan Hansen *

"They were like two different types of flowers. So close, yet never touching." When you can only let out a limited amount of words per day, you carefully pick the people who you choose to address these words to. This is how Social Anxiety Disorder forced me to live my life. For seven years, my list of people I can talk to was extremely short, and I never even considered adding one more name to it. Until I knocked his phone off the top of Eiffel Tower, and he swore revenge. ________ DISCLAIMER This story is entirely made up by me. If you see some parts in it that are somewhat similar to a story you've read before, then I apologise as I have read millions of stories and I may have been inspired by one or two, also, please politely inform me and I will immediately alter it. Thank you. _____ Started: 7 June 2018 Published: 26 June 2018 Completed: -----(Ongoing)-----

"We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light."- Plato How can you get over your fear of light if you run from it? I've seen many dark things that don't need to come light. But everything needs light. We weren't made to roam in the dark, monsters were, and if you stay too long, you turn into one. Some people need help getting out. Some people get fed up and come running like a bat out of hell. But I love and despise my dark place. It's a quiet, and an escape from everyone. But it's also a place where if I scream no one can hear me, and a place where I'm forced to look all my flaws. I have so many of them that the human mind can't count. But why would people need to count if they're not looking at me? Or so I thought. ( S.A.D stands for Social Anxiety Disorder, but it can also stand for a lot of other things)

An open letter to people or things that have slightly ruined my life.

a̶ ̶p̶e̶r̶f̶e̶c̶t̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶l̶d̶.̶ an impossible world. ••••••••••••••••••••••••• briefly inspired by: imagination - shawn mendes

Alissa, a patient with Social Anxiety Disorder, decides to go to therapy. There she sits next to Michael, the cocky guy she already met at the park. The moment their paths cross, the need to have each other's side as they fight with their fears begins.

poem on social anxiety disorder/extreme self consciousness.

Wally West's activities at school have caught someone's attention. Will the person figure out what he's up to, or will this cause problems with his friends and family.

One claw could change your life. One swipe of a paw, a bloody gash, a scar that would last forever would completely and radically rock your entire insignificant world. A slash across your face could mark a sudden end to your easy, wonderful path and open up an entrance to a harder life. Of course, one's friends would help them, take pity on them, and accept them back into their lives as if nothing had ever happened. A tragic difigurement could destroy your life. I'm Christopher. For the sake of confidentiality I won't tell you my full name. I would be too easy to spot in a crowd, anyway. I have a problem. My face was mangled by a bobcat's vicious claw. I lost my eye. I lost my face. I lost my life. Social anxiety was the only thing that welcomed me with open arms. The mere entertainment of going out in public is enough to make me wretch. I'm pretty badly screwed up. Really badly. My comfortable atmosphere that I had grown all too familiar with evaporated, leaving me alone, friendless, and raw, left to fend for myself in the cruel, unforgiving, cookie-cutter world I had once been accepted into warmly. You always laughed at the kids in the short yellow bus until you were a passenger on it. Reduced to ruins, my face was enough to make my stomach boil and churn when I looked into the mirror. I went from popular to outcast. Bully to bullied. I had hated the kids who were different, and now I was the leader of the pack. All because of the scar on my face.

Lootust, gadis empat belas tahun dengan social anxiety disorder yang mencari makna bersinar didalam untuk menjadi dirinya sendiri mengalami pertentangan dari dirinya sendiri dan dari luar. Akankah Lootust berhasil menemukan makna dari 'glowing inside' yang sebenarnya?

My battle with social phobia, the pain, struggles and experiences.so

Nanami goes to a university with SAD (Social Anxiety Disorder). How does she go through the most exciting and fun years of her life when she's terrified of talking to people?