Anxiety



Let's talk about anxiety because it's something I have.

It's something I had since I was a child.

I never really knew I had it.

It's only much older that I look at anxiety and realise, oh, that is anxiety.

My family never acted like I was too weird. They just think it's me thinking too much.

But the good thing is, they never told me to stop thinking. Instead they tell me to try to calm down.

In today's world, more and more people are coming out to talk about anxiety and that's a good thing.

Luckily for me, I was never made to be too weird. And I learnt some pretty good coping mechanism.

But not everyone is as lucky as me though.

Anxiety is definitely not easy.

When anxiety hits, it's hard to think or even breathe. It feels so real and even painful. Your hearts beats hard. Your mind runs fast. You find yourself finding it hard to breathe. Your vision blurs. You're trembling. Tears might be running down your eyes.

So when people say, get over it. It's no big deal. It feels like a big slap because well, it's a big deal to you right now even though, rationally, you know it shouldn't. 

I just want to say, it's okay.

It's okay to have anxiety.

And yes, the anxiety attacks always feel like shit. You'll always wish that it ends soon but it never does. The moments always feel long and heavy. Even regaining your breath feels like forever.

But despite that, the moment will pass.

And you will be okay.

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I wonder would I get that in my first and new formal job.

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