heck yea I did
mo|17|cis|please be my friend|i live a tummy appreciation life|"im a third nipple kind of person"
literally this holiday has been rlly chilled but also filled with loads of rlly unnecessary anxiety attacks like wh y
im super nervous and edgy rn and idk why like i feel like me heart is beating super duper fast but it isnt and i feel like im at the top of a rlly tall ladder but like clearly im not and i literally do not know why i feel like this but i rlly do not like it and idk what to do to make it go away and idk
here’s to the kids that use fictional characters as a way of coping. here’s to the kids that stay up late crying to their favourite characters. here’s to the kids that imagine their favourite character by their side when they’re experiencing bad anxiety in public. here’s to the kids that need works of fiction to keep on surviving.
(Source: lanabenik0-blog)
heck yea I did
can i just have a little gloat moment bc
the things in like almost everyday life which give me the absolute worst anxiety are: sending emails, speaking to large groups of people, being put in a situation where i have to socialise with many new people (also like one to one contact with a stranger) and playing in concerts
and in the last 48 hours i have literally done all of those and i survived and i just feel ??? rlly proud of myself so yh
i literally hate performing and bc i hate it so much my hands shake and get all slippy and then i play badly and then i get even more nervous next time around
ive just sent an email to my entire house my heart is racing so fast omg
i dont find being home alone stressful at all but the idea that i have to get the bus to school tomorrow morning is making me want to cry even though i catch it home from school almost ever day
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
forever.
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been
“too much.”
the thing is ,,,, i rlly want to go to stage doors and stuff like i rlly do but the whole idea gives me so much anxiety i start shaking and want to cry and its like this constant conflict in my life and its ,,, ,, rlly frustrating and upsetting
cudl:
friendly reminder to not be rude to picky eaters or make fun of them because some picky eaters are very insecure about being picky eaters and do not actually like being picky eaters!! and chances are theyre picky eaters for a reason!! which is important to them!! so please do not call them out or be rude about it!!
Who the fuck cares
people with eating disorders and allergies and health problems and anxiety care
sometimes i think i should do drama and try and act and stuff but thn i think so many people do it
and plus i don’t think my anxiety would let me
so i just sit here and
nyarp
panic! at the everywhere my anxiety is ruining my life