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Anxiety isn't crying all the time alone in your room. It's being alone silently wishing you had more tears to cry. Wondering why me? Why am I so broken? Why does no one see I'm suffering? It's drowning In your own thoughts. It's getting lost in all the cracks and flaws as I look in the mirror. It's the overwhelming fear where there isn't a thing to fear. It's being nervous and feeling your heart speed up as you enter a room. It's feeling pressure in your chest as you walk out the door. It's the fear you get on Sunday nights Knowing that when you wake up those certain people will be at your school or work. It's knowing no matter how many times you try to explain it, no one really gets it. It's feeling so alone you isolate yourself from everyone. It's wanting to scream but not able to even whisper a word. It's being awake all night afraid for the next day and the days after that. It's being so broken that you become numb to the feeling. It's making yourself be physically sick. It's panic attacks in public that you can't control. It's feeling nauseous just thinking about it. It's not being hungry. It's losing your appetite. It's being exhausted all the time. It's shaking but not feeling cold. it's all of the above and so much more. It's part of me. It's consuming me.
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