The thing with living with anxiety is we can't help but feel sad. When things are going well, we'd suddenly feel like something isn't right and immediately our minds would switch back to its default state -- worried and sad.
We continue to wallow in sadness because feeling good suddenly feels so wrong. As much as we want to feel good, I think our minds were conditioned to think otherwise because we've been in that state for far too long.
As I write this, in my mind, I really want to feel better but I somehow feel hindered. I know people with anxiety truly want to get better and be normal. But how do we even reach that point? I, myself, am taking medications for this but while I do feel that it's helping me, I also feel like I'm stuck at this phase.
How do I even move forward? I'm not even sure what else I need. Will I need a higher dosage for my medication? Should I just think positive like what others who don't understand tell me? Should I continue to wallow in sadness and depression and just accept my fate? Do I need another person who will just listen to my sad & depressive rants?
Anxiety messes up everything in our heads. Ever since I've been diagnosed with anxiety, I feel like I've become a toxic person who has nothing else to talk about but her feelings of sadness, depression, and frustration. But as much as I want to stop myself, I can't help it!! Not speaking about it will push me to bottle up my emotions and it's going to become harder to reach out to people. However, talking about it all the time is tiring too. It's like a playing a broken recorder. 😐
This is why people like me often wish that we'd just disappear into thin air. It's not that we wanna die. We just want to get lost so we can get rid of this emotional pain. I'm not even sure where this is all coming from!! It's crazy just thinking about how one can feel this lonely and worried for long periods of time!
I often tell myself that when I get extremely tired of feeling this way, I will literally follow my plan. I will just pack my bags and leave! I don't know where I will go but I will have a fresh start. Though, I'm not even sure if I can have a fresh start once I leave. 😓
Living with anxiety is tiring for us as much as it is for someone who hears nothing else from us but our stories of loneliness. We constantly overthink. Honestly, there is no end to it! There no such thing as a far-fetched idea because to us, everything and anything can happen.
To whoever is reading this, if you are living with anxiety, I have no other good advice for you other than this: Continue to be patient. We will get there. No matter how long it takes and no matter how excruciatingly painful the journey is, we will heal. Hold on!
If you have a loved one living with anxiety, please stay patient. Living with this illness is already stressful, we don't need your toxic positivity. Just please make us feel your presence. It means a lot -- probably more than you'll ever know.