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I'm out!
- May 30, 2019
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I remember back when I was eleven or twelve there was another big move and I sort of gave up and died on the inside. After that I wasn't too keen on socializing at all, not out of frustration or anger, more out of a silent futility. What was the point of making friends if I was just going to move again (I lost way too many friends that way)? There was also something else though... this weird molten anxiety that would build up in my chest.
I tried to hide it as I wasn't keen on showing vulnerability or even feeling emotion anymore, I was trying to escape any weakness. I failed though, and anxiety would just pop up now and I remember just taking notice and... not really reacting. I don't know why, I was in a deeply bitter state. I was more annoyed by it than anything but it wasn't a surprise life was throwing another one at me. Maybe I thought it would go away if I toiled through. Very wrong, haha. It festered to the point where I felt like I had constant duct tape stretched across my mouth and school presentations became hell.
It may have had something to do with the family growing more dysfunctional and the years of trauma piling up. My soul must've had enough. To be honest, I don't truly know. I was far too apathetic back then but I didn't have anyone I trusted to tell.
So, your turn! When did your anxiety troubles kick in? Any guesses why?
I tried to hide it as I wasn't keen on showing vulnerability or even feeling emotion anymore, I was trying to escape any weakness. I failed though, and anxiety would just pop up now and I remember just taking notice and... not really reacting. I don't know why, I was in a deeply bitter state. I was more annoyed by it than anything but it wasn't a surprise life was throwing another one at me. Maybe I thought it would go away if I toiled through. Very wrong, haha. It festered to the point where I felt like I had constant duct tape stretched across my mouth and school presentations became hell.
It may have had something to do with the family growing more dysfunctional and the years of trauma piling up. My soul must've had enough. To be honest, I don't truly know. I was far too apathetic back then but I didn't have anyone I trusted to tell.
So, your turn! When did your anxiety troubles kick in? Any guesses why?