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Assuming the worst after the smallest thing.
Aww man I can’t believe my parents want to kill me.
That’s the anxiety, they just told you to clean your room.
The best way I can describe anxiety is having a REALLY angsty improv group inside of your head and at one word they start spinning off countless scenarios
Me: Oh, a friend asked how I was, that’s nice-
Anxiety: OH HELL NO
Me: What?
Anxiety: THIS IS OBVIOUSLY CODE FOR I WANT TO DUMP YOU AS A FRIEND, YOU’RE UGLY AND SHE THINKS YOU NEED THERAPY
Me: But I do need therapy. . .
Anxiety: WELL SHE DOESN’T NEED TO KNOW THAT
Me: (Types) I’m fine how bout you
Your scared of something that doesnt exist.
ey man, i really dont know how to talk to people, my anxiety is getting real bad
dude, dont be a bitch, just talk
oh, right. thanks dude
The topological surface area of a dialectic one did not have.
The surface area of a complex number.
Anxiety is the surface area of decisions that were made for you; before you got a chance to make them for yourself.
The feeling you get, when you're on the brink of death, and people still keep spending someone else's money
even though, it does not bring my home, my privacy back.
Strangers: Why do you have anxiety?
Karen: someone is going broke, and it still does not bring my home back.
Constantly fucking shit up souly because of your crippling fear of fucking shit up and not realizing it because because your as blind as a deaf bat to it ?
Idk if i should post, probably won't get liked)
(Dude your not even funny, stop)
(You weren't funny earlier when you made that joke either)
(Is that why they were staring at me... GASP... is that why the one dude had a rude tone with me during break at work)
(I'm not good enough to work here)
(I'm never good enough)
(Hits blunt)
Anxiety sucks? What more do ya want
The anxiety is exhausting, loud and deep, But she has promises to keep,
Until then she shall not sleep.
She lies in bed with ducts that weep. Heavy pressure on the chest.
shes is starting to get stressed.
She needs to calm down.
But she can't seem to get rid of that frown. “Think of a happy thought,
before you get caught.”
Tears are running out.
Her head is blacking out.
Too many thought float in her mind.
How does she Unwind.
Anxiety is my worst enemy but I have become it’s best friend or it’ll eat me alive