I think I’ve made bad judgement about myself and maybe others, and everything. It seems like everything I did is wrong. I can’t stand it. My anxiety disorder leads me to uncertain path, to self-doubt then to fear.
Like I said, we’re in constant terror that we might do something wrong. The anxiety seems to always find where we hide. If we anxious people think that everything’s OK, there must be a problem. It won’t last long.
Here five things people Seems To Understand
Being worrier than the people who are worried about us
Just like the guy at the party, just call him Brian. He admitted that people’s asking about his condition makes him feel worrier. He’s afraid if somebody else sees him as a failure.
As a result, he tends to more withdrawn from the surrounding. He believed others are not usually worried about him. They don’t know him and even in his mind, the people don’t think he exists.
So when the ignorant people (in his view) asked if he’s okay, it means that he has done something so stupid it can be visible to others. That’s it. At the session, he even didn’t realize that we’re there because we have mutual problem: anxiety disorder.
Feeling guilty, then I confessed that I also felt the way he felt. I felt like people’s asking our problems is equal to people’s making sure if we’re not weird.
Then we had a resolution that not all people mean to laugh at our anxiety. They really mean to help. All we as anxious people have to do is to let them help us.
Waiting for a reply seems to take forever
Still talking about the discussion at the therapy session, now a wimpy girl named Lottie took the turn. Her anxiety makes her feel like sweating over small things, like, waiting for people to reply her chat or text.
Then she would blame herself because she thought the people receiving her text might be disturbed by it. She blames herself of her inability to take care of herself and to mind her own business.
We all agreed with her, the nine anxious people there nodded right away when Lottie told her story. Even in virtual communication, we still feel like alien, editing the words for several times before finally press the “send” button.
Anxious people tend to think of the worst. We thought that maybe we had done so many typos. We thought that the people ignoring us, we thought that we should’ve known our place, the insignificant ones.
Why should people immediately reply our message?
We’re nothing and we don’t deserve their attention.
Ten minutes of waiting for the reply seems like ten million lightyears. We can’t be calmed down before receiving the answer even though all we texted was “how are you?” and the simple answer like “fine” is so priceless, whoever sends it.
You can read all version here
http://myworthlife.com/having-anxiety/
Like I said, we’re in constant terror that we might do something wrong. The anxiety seems to always find where we hide. If we anxious people think that everything’s OK, there must be a problem. It won’t last long.
Here five things people Seems To Understand
Being worrier than the people who are worried about us
Just like the guy at the party, just call him Brian. He admitted that people’s asking about his condition makes him feel worrier. He’s afraid if somebody else sees him as a failure.
As a result, he tends to more withdrawn from the surrounding. He believed others are not usually worried about him. They don’t know him and even in his mind, the people don’t think he exists.
So when the ignorant people (in his view) asked if he’s okay, it means that he has done something so stupid it can be visible to others. That’s it. At the session, he even didn’t realize that we’re there because we have mutual problem: anxiety disorder.
Feeling guilty, then I confessed that I also felt the way he felt. I felt like people’s asking our problems is equal to people’s making sure if we’re not weird.
Then we had a resolution that not all people mean to laugh at our anxiety. They really mean to help. All we as anxious people have to do is to let them help us.
Waiting for a reply seems to take forever
Still talking about the discussion at the therapy session, now a wimpy girl named Lottie took the turn. Her anxiety makes her feel like sweating over small things, like, waiting for people to reply her chat or text.
Then she would blame herself because she thought the people receiving her text might be disturbed by it. She blames herself of her inability to take care of herself and to mind her own business.
We all agreed with her, the nine anxious people there nodded right away when Lottie told her story. Even in virtual communication, we still feel like alien, editing the words for several times before finally press the “send” button.
Anxious people tend to think of the worst. We thought that maybe we had done so many typos. We thought that the people ignoring us, we thought that we should’ve known our place, the insignificant ones.
Why should people immediately reply our message?
We’re nothing and we don’t deserve their attention.
Ten minutes of waiting for the reply seems like ten million lightyears. We can’t be calmed down before receiving the answer even though all we texted was “how are you?” and the simple answer like “fine” is so priceless, whoever sends it.
You can read all version here
http://myworthlife.com/having-anxiety/
