I’m so anxious. I went up north with my friend. Today she called me saying that she has mono and strep throat. I’m waiting for the sickness to come upon me. Oh joy.
Katie
I have anxiety. I sometimes find myself in a place and start thinking about something, and that leads to thinking about something else, and so on. It normally starts with something as simple as forgetting to change the clothes from the washer to the dryer, then “did I lock the door?”, then I think someone will break in to my house, and then steal my guitar, etc.. These are just mere examples, but that’s how it starts. 5 minutes later, I notice my heart is beating out of my chest, and I’m finding it hard to breath, and my fingers are now going numb, and I have to go HOME. NOW. That’s how it goes. Everytime I’m awake, at least. I also have nightmares, which is sleep anxiety. When it’s really bad, I wake up every hour. Sometimes I hallucinate, seeing things at the foot of my bed. It’s really freaking scary. And that’s my anxiety. The end.
Burger Newlove
anxiety
katy
anxiety about the world, about where i’m going in it, about what i’m going to do after i graduate college, about living in the real world, paying bills, eating, loving life though…
Stephanie
fuck anxiety. if i see any more of that shit im gonna kill everyone. it’s everywhere. o god i’m so scared. you know what helps anxiety? opium. it should be mandatory. like that book by aldous huxley
whuebner@bu.edu
is all i feel everyday.
Heather
i have so much anxiety right now, oh my god, i have no idea what i am to write about. I am really freaking out. It’s like oh man I dont know how much time i have to write. My girlfriend is yammering at me in the background and i am trying to think here what to write. Cmon just let me write!
Bob S.
Well once there was a guy and he was so anxious. He woke up and ate an egg and he was just soo skinny. He had a cup of coffe and it gave him the jitters and he was so nervous. He had a big meeting at work and his girlfriend hadn’t talked to him in two weeks and he had the worst self esteem in the world. His mother called him every evening and asked how he was doing.
Juba
Waiting at the starting line, no time to think about anything else. The world around him dissapears, and nothing matters, even his family begins to fade as this ticking time bomb inside of him grows larger. Nothing, at all matter except the upcomming race that will define everything he is, and ever will be.
Dylan
ronaldo
brilha muito no curintiá
Zina
The sun played through the dirty window and I gasped, watching the beams compose dirty carpet symphonies beneath my feet. “No, no…” I cried, my knees giving out as I heard the dreaded knock on the door. “I’m not ready to go, please…” I say, his dark hood damp with the ages.
Ashley Kapoor
Anxiety is the feeling of having one word with such great inspiration, and so little time ot write on it.
She was an anxious girl, her whole life revolved around it. Waking up at five, she was anxious about her bus ride, eight hours of school and she was anxious about homework, eight o’ clock at night and she was anxious about that same homework which she did not do. Waking up the next morning, the cycle begins again.
a.j
nervousness, i get panicked from it. I get it when Im not sure what is happening…around me or in my iife. Its this uncureable sensation…usually it goes away when I get distracted by something else. But its an awful feeling while having it. Franticness comes about. craziness.
mary
anxiety grips my chest as i remember and remember and remember and then lose my mind when i think of you
your scent always on my mind come back to me blue eyed boy you make me anxious and the anxiety grips my soul and i remember and remember and remember and lose you
rebecca
I have this feeling everytime I am in a relationship…BADLY! I don’t usually get in in everyday life unless it’s a serious situation. But when I’m dating, every little thing that man does worries me to death. Everytime he goes out, he’s cheating on me. Everytime he is mad, it’s at me. I even had to take pills in the last one
Clayton
this site is already making me anxious, what with it’s time constraints and rules and regulations. the stuff of authoritarians if you ask me. i’ve been reading all day about freedom. how can i be asked to complete this dreary task; i refuse!
Josh
is something that i feel a lot of. i don’t know why but everything comes from that feeling. i don’t like it, but i can’t function normally without it. fear is part of everything i feel. i wish it wasn’t that way. i want to be anxiety free. i want to be normal. save me from myself.
delgado
oh god don’t get my started on anxiety. I had social anxiety for 18 years. panic attacks. sweaty hands. racing heart. tears pricking the backs of my eyes. throat dries up. lips dry up. shakes. i’m shaking. i can’t do it. i can’t fucking do it. somebody get me out. somebody help me. somebody do this for me. please.
Daionii
I have it. Pills fix it, there are many kinds, ativan clonazepam. I get anxious thinking about the potential of it. Coming for me, coming for you. Anxiety. i have it
aletheia
She looked around her room trying to find something to do. Her anxiety was finally setting in, and she was shaking. she could not believe that this day was finally here. when you thought about it, her anxiety was just because it was the boy of her dreams.
Diana
scary people don’t like to be afraid of things, anxious, afraid, impending something, jittery, valium, sean zion, david kaufman, OCD, pulling out hair, bulimia
Anonymous
It seeps in the tiny, forgotten crevices of my consciousness. It slips into my fortified world and crashes through my confidence. Alongside moments of majesty, I find myself shaking and small.
tina
i have it too much. i m in a anxiety about myself. what m i goin to do?? all my anxiety about this and him.
soimconfused
it’s all about being panic and when you do panic, everything goes wrong. you cant think correctly or do the right things that you are soppesed to do in a difficult situation. it’s the opposite of cold bloodness or calmness which are sometimes your most efficient saviors.
n
gaps in my stomach… blurr sensation… uncontrollable speech… constantly moving… burdening thoughts… unfinished business… something that eats you inside, but causes satisfaction when overcome… mental… cigarrettes…
Anonymous
I think you have anxiety issues…yes I believe so….yes….no …wait can you repeat the question?…was it a question…now I am confused…oh crap
cHELSEA
I know anxious well at the moment. University, mostly. I start in less than 3 weeks. Shit me. That’s really not long at all is it? I have some stuff, but I don’t know if it’s enough. The real killer is parting with so many books, and my bass. I just can’t take these things with me. Not to ignore parting with friends, leaving on in Manchester on the other side of the penines, and waving one off to Falmouth, something bizarre like 400 miles away. But it’ll be worth it. In all this fear and all these practicalities, I have to remind myself I’m going there to learn, and to learn about something I love. It’ll be alright on the night.
CollectorManiac
“I” right in the middle, fill in the rest of the letters. More than nervous, less that clinical.
Qui
It started as an odd feeling, like a passing chill on a warm day, coming from nowhere. But then it grew, squeezing the wind out of her, clenching her throat in a fist of pain, crushing her heart until she thought it would stop beating.
Taddy
filling my soul. stressing me out. fear. sweat. panic. racing heart. breathe easier. moderate the gasps…
caitlin
There are really good meds for this. And brown paper bags to breathe into. Or Zen. Or whatever floats your boat, just try to relax and feel good about things. Or pop a Xanax!
V. Reid
this is too much tremendous anxiety my brain will probably explode if I don’t stop what am I doing
blah...
its akways time iin life when we became anxious this times comes for man reasons like studies work or family problems but theres always a way to get out of it and relax, try to enojoy life even in the worst time, take a vacation or have meanless chats with friends or strangers
Anonymous
Anxiety does not affect me too badly. At times it can become overwhelming when I begin to think of the events that loom in the future: Oxford, Law School, Graduation, Adulthood. All of these things inspire anxiety within me, but I feel as if I can handle it. Maybe.
Ash
i am not an anxious person. i like to do things at my own pace, think, write, work etc. and almost always, it works out. hopefully the shit i feel like i’m going through now will get worked out too. i pray to god
Sandy
fear. commotion. like the first day of school. you’re flabbergasted, sometimes speechless. like the first time you have sex. you don’t know what to expect, but you hope it’s going to be good. god, you’re scared.
amanda
oh my gosh that’s what I’m feeling right now – time pressured, trying to get it right and making all kinds of typing mistakes….fun though to just kind of write whatever you are thinking..
Anonymous
the waiting has been killing me. i try not to dwell on it, to take my mind elsewhere. temporary distractions often prove futile. i keep returning to the problem at hand. nothing comes to mind on how to handle. i’ll probably be playing this one by ear.
lawrence
I stand in the corner looking out at the crowd of people. They look like they’re having fun, but I know better. I do. They’re all dying inside as they dance to the beat of the music. I stand over here, alone. I know better than to join them and their death dance. They’re horrors to me, these sights.
Aly R.
I have so much anxiety over life. Will I ever get married? Will I ever get paid a respectable salary. It eats me up sometimes, and I let it control me in ways I know that I shouldn’t. There is such a laundry list of things
I’m so anxious. I went up north with my friend. Today she called me saying that she has mono and strep throat. I’m waiting for the sickness to come upon me. Oh joy.
I have anxiety. I sometimes find myself in a place and start thinking about something, and that leads to thinking about something else, and so on. It normally starts with something as simple as forgetting to change the clothes from the washer to the dryer, then “did I lock the door?”, then I think someone will break in to my house, and then steal my guitar, etc.. These are just mere examples, but that’s how it starts. 5 minutes later, I notice my heart is beating out of my chest, and I’m finding it hard to breath, and my fingers are now going numb, and I have to go HOME. NOW. That’s how it goes. Everytime I’m awake, at least. I also have nightmares, which is sleep anxiety. When it’s really bad, I wake up every hour. Sometimes I hallucinate, seeing things at the foot of my bed. It’s really freaking scary. And that’s my anxiety. The end.
anxiety
anxiety about the world, about where i’m going in it, about what i’m going to do after i graduate college, about living in the real world, paying bills, eating, loving life though…
fuck anxiety. if i see any more of that shit im gonna kill everyone. it’s everywhere. o god i’m so scared. you know what helps anxiety? opium. it should be mandatory. like that book by aldous huxley
is all i feel everyday.
i have so much anxiety right now, oh my god, i have no idea what i am to write about. I am really freaking out. It’s like oh man I dont know how much time i have to write. My girlfriend is yammering at me in the background and i am trying to think here what to write. Cmon just let me write!
Well once there was a guy and he was so anxious. He woke up and ate an egg and he was just soo skinny. He had a cup of coffe and it gave him the jitters and he was so nervous. He had a big meeting at work and his girlfriend hadn’t talked to him in two weeks and he had the worst self esteem in the world. His mother called him every evening and asked how he was doing.
Waiting at the starting line, no time to think about anything else. The world around him dissapears, and nothing matters, even his family begins to fade as this ticking time bomb inside of him grows larger. Nothing, at all matter except the upcomming race that will define everything he is, and ever will be.
ronaldo
brilha muito no curintiá
The sun played through the dirty window and I gasped, watching the beams compose dirty carpet symphonies beneath my feet. “No, no…” I cried, my knees giving out as I heard the dreaded knock on the door. “I’m not ready to go, please…” I say, his dark hood damp with the ages.
Anxiety is the feeling of having one word with such great inspiration, and so little time ot write on it.
She was an anxious girl, her whole life revolved around it. Waking up at five, she was anxious about her bus ride, eight hours of school and she was anxious about homework, eight o’ clock at night and she was anxious about that same homework which she did not do. Waking up the next morning, the cycle begins again.
nervousness, i get panicked from it. I get it when Im not sure what is happening…around me or in my iife. Its this uncureable sensation…usually it goes away when I get distracted by something else. But its an awful feeling while having it. Franticness comes about. craziness.
anxiety grips my chest as i remember and remember and remember and then lose my mind when i think of you
your scent always on my mind come back to me blue eyed boy you make me anxious and the anxiety grips my soul and i remember and remember and remember and lose you
I have this feeling everytime I am in a relationship…BADLY! I don’t usually get in in everyday life unless it’s a serious situation. But when I’m dating, every little thing that man does worries me to death. Everytime he goes out, he’s cheating on me. Everytime he is mad, it’s at me. I even had to take pills in the last one
this site is already making me anxious, what with it’s time constraints and rules and regulations. the stuff of authoritarians if you ask me. i’ve been reading all day about freedom. how can i be asked to complete this dreary task; i refuse!
is something that i feel a lot of. i don’t know why but everything comes from that feeling. i don’t like it, but i can’t function normally without it. fear is part of everything i feel. i wish it wasn’t that way. i want to be anxiety free. i want to be normal. save me from myself.
oh god don’t get my started on anxiety. I had social anxiety for 18 years. panic attacks. sweaty hands. racing heart. tears pricking the backs of my eyes. throat dries up. lips dry up. shakes. i’m shaking. i can’t do it. i can’t fucking do it. somebody get me out. somebody help me. somebody do this for me. please.
I have it. Pills fix it, there are many kinds, ativan clonazepam. I get anxious thinking about the potential of it. Coming for me, coming for you. Anxiety. i have it
She looked around her room trying to find something to do. Her anxiety was finally setting in, and she was shaking. she could not believe that this day was finally here. when you thought about it, her anxiety was just because it was the boy of her dreams.
scary people don’t like to be afraid of things, anxious, afraid, impending something, jittery, valium, sean zion, david kaufman, OCD, pulling out hair, bulimia
It seeps in the tiny, forgotten crevices of my consciousness. It slips into my fortified world and crashes through my confidence. Alongside moments of majesty, I find myself shaking and small.
i have it too much. i m in a anxiety about myself. what m i goin to do?? all my anxiety about this and him.
it’s all about being panic and when you do panic, everything goes wrong. you cant think correctly or do the right things that you are soppesed to do in a difficult situation. it’s the opposite of cold bloodness or calmness which are sometimes your most efficient saviors.
gaps in my stomach… blurr sensation… uncontrollable speech… constantly moving… burdening thoughts… unfinished business… something that eats you inside, but causes satisfaction when overcome… mental… cigarrettes…
I think you have anxiety issues…yes I believe so….yes….no …wait can you repeat the question?…was it a question…now I am confused…oh crap
I know anxious well at the moment. University, mostly. I start in less than 3 weeks. Shit me. That’s really not long at all is it? I have some stuff, but I don’t know if it’s enough. The real killer is parting with so many books, and my bass. I just can’t take these things with me. Not to ignore parting with friends, leaving on in Manchester on the other side of the penines, and waving one off to Falmouth, something bizarre like 400 miles away. But it’ll be worth it. In all this fear and all these practicalities, I have to remind myself I’m going there to learn, and to learn about something I love. It’ll be alright on the night.
“I” right in the middle, fill in the rest of the letters. More than nervous, less that clinical.
It started as an odd feeling, like a passing chill on a warm day, coming from nowhere. But then it grew, squeezing the wind out of her, clenching her throat in a fist of pain, crushing her heart until she thought it would stop beating.
filling my soul. stressing me out. fear. sweat. panic. racing heart. breathe easier. moderate the gasps…
There are really good meds for this. And brown paper bags to breathe into. Or Zen. Or whatever floats your boat, just try to relax and feel good about things. Or pop a Xanax!
this is too much tremendous anxiety my brain will probably explode if I don’t stop what am I doing
its akways time iin life when we became anxious this times comes for man reasons like studies work or family problems but theres always a way to get out of it and relax, try to enojoy life even in the worst time, take a vacation or have meanless chats with friends or strangers
Anxiety does not affect me too badly. At times it can become overwhelming when I begin to think of the events that loom in the future: Oxford, Law School, Graduation, Adulthood. All of these things inspire anxiety within me, but I feel as if I can handle it. Maybe.
i am not an anxious person. i like to do things at my own pace, think, write, work etc. and almost always, it works out. hopefully the shit i feel like i’m going through now will get worked out too. i pray to god
fear. commotion. like the first day of school. you’re flabbergasted, sometimes speechless. like the first time you have sex. you don’t know what to expect, but you hope it’s going to be good. god, you’re scared.
oh my gosh that’s what I’m feeling right now – time pressured, trying to get it right and making all kinds of typing mistakes….fun though to just kind of write whatever you are thinking..
the waiting has been killing me. i try not to dwell on it, to take my mind elsewhere. temporary distractions often prove futile. i keep returning to the problem at hand. nothing comes to mind on how to handle. i’ll probably be playing this one by ear.
I stand in the corner looking out at the crowd of people. They look like they’re having fun, but I know better. I do. They’re all dying inside as they dance to the beat of the music. I stand over here, alone. I know better than to join them and their death dance. They’re horrors to me, these sights.
I have so much anxiety over life. Will I ever get married? Will I ever get paid a respectable salary. It eats me up sometimes, and I let it control me in ways I know that I shouldn’t. There is such a laundry list of things