Honestly this made me reevaluate the role of anxiety in my own life. Wondering if perhaps my work ethic is not fueled by the unrelenting drive to achieve by rather the pressure cooker of anxiety of what happens if you I trying. I hope you know, you’re not alone🫂🩷
Thank you SO much my girl, I find myself agonizing over this question often but recently I have found some clarity in listening to the signals of my body and taking in what they are trying to tell me. Sometimes both are existing at once and that is way more complicated to decipher, but it’s a start!
currently writing this through tears. i feel every word. anxiety has been the best friend and enemy i needed.
I cannot say this enough- please keep fighting her. please keep wielding that sword. shrinking yourself will only make you an easier target- not a smaller one. please keep writing and please keep looking after yourself because you have a gift with words and anxiety will do its best to take that. don’t let it.
if there are any days you feel too tired to wield your sword, i’ll do my best to wield it for you <3
ugh please NEVER stop writing. every new uploaded, i'm like "everybody shhhhh!!!!! my show is on!!!" i always see part of myself in your writing -- more often than not, it's my former self -- and if i don't see myself, i see you. i am never reading a mere story, written by a stranger. i feel as though i'm wandering in your shoes. your ability to do that, so consistently, is an incredible gift. and i truly hope, you never, EVER stop practicing it. i promise you'll always have at least one fan (lol me)!!! <3
you are the kindest sweetest most beautiful person I could’ve ever hoped to be on the other end of my musings 🥹 thank you endlessly for being here I cannot believe you aren’t just a figment of my imagination but someone real and lovely that I have had the great pleasure of connecting with in this life!
June, just wow. Beautifully written, friend 🥲 thank you for your soul always recognizing and comforting mine. Know you never face this fight with Miss A alone. Much love always ❣️
Why is it that every time you post, I feel like I’ve been ghostwriting alongside you? This piece describes my relationship with anxiety to a T. If I’m honest, it’s the longest relationship I’ve had the displeasure of having been in.
Dealing with miss A is so unpredictable: I could be fine one minute and hyperventilating the next. Just know you’re not alone and if you EVER need anyone to talk to for whatever reason, you can count on me.
Now, please stop writing things that mess me up to the point of no return 🫶🏼😭
Aw my darling friend this just warms my heart though I am as ever saddened to have anyone relate to my own struggling. I write to see you and anyone in my own experiences. It is a joy to have you here in my radius of love. I feel your light shining on me, thank you for being here and being you. Much love — and no promises ;)
This made me really emotional and really speaks to how I feel when I'm trying to make it out of an anxious moment. This one in particular spoke to me: "All it asked for in return was my silence & submission."
Just wanted to also say hang in there. Anxiety is HARD. You will get through it <3
the personification of anxiety works so well to showcase the relationship you have with it. as usual, very well put. it reminds me of this music video from florence and the machine, her anxiety is depicted as an old man (the wonderful Bill Nighy of course) which is not quite like what you went for but it made me think of it. lyrics kind of relate though!!
i shed a tear, this is beautiful and so so well put, i love your work 🩷🩷
thank you so much, love
Makes me feel like my body is moving under water. That’s how anxiety makes me feel
yes I can relate to the sensation of breathless resistance
Anxiety Friend or Foe? Is real. I definitely can relate to this.
sometimes it really is just impossible to tell
Honestly this made me reevaluate the role of anxiety in my own life. Wondering if perhaps my work ethic is not fueled by the unrelenting drive to achieve by rather the pressure cooker of anxiety of what happens if you I trying. I hope you know, you’re not alone🫂🩷
Thank you SO much my girl, I find myself agonizing over this question often but recently I have found some clarity in listening to the signals of my body and taking in what they are trying to tell me. Sometimes both are existing at once and that is way more complicated to decipher, but it’s a start!
currently writing this through tears. i feel every word. anxiety has been the best friend and enemy i needed.
I cannot say this enough- please keep fighting her. please keep wielding that sword. shrinking yourself will only make you an easier target- not a smaller one. please keep writing and please keep looking after yourself because you have a gift with words and anxiety will do its best to take that. don’t let it.
if there are any days you feel too tired to wield your sword, i’ll do my best to wield it for you <3
now you’ve got me crying as I type back 🫶💜 thank you my love I needed to hear this!!
ugh please NEVER stop writing. every new uploaded, i'm like "everybody shhhhh!!!!! my show is on!!!" i always see part of myself in your writing -- more often than not, it's my former self -- and if i don't see myself, i see you. i am never reading a mere story, written by a stranger. i feel as though i'm wandering in your shoes. your ability to do that, so consistently, is an incredible gift. and i truly hope, you never, EVER stop practicing it. i promise you'll always have at least one fan (lol me)!!! <3
you are the kindest sweetest most beautiful person I could’ve ever hoped to be on the other end of my musings 🥹 thank you endlessly for being here I cannot believe you aren’t just a figment of my imagination but someone real and lovely that I have had the great pleasure of connecting with in this life!
June, just wow. Beautifully written, friend 🥲 thank you for your soul always recognizing and comforting mine. Know you never face this fight with Miss A alone. Much love always ❣️
So so much love in return my friend, thank you for being here. Fighting alongside me always!
i love this june, i hear you i love anxiety sometimes she keeps me safe and sick
sometimes safe and sick feels better than the unsafe and unknown to our bodies, nothing inherently wrong there but it keeps us stuck.
Why is it that every time you post, I feel like I’ve been ghostwriting alongside you? This piece describes my relationship with anxiety to a T. If I’m honest, it’s the longest relationship I’ve had the displeasure of having been in.
Dealing with miss A is so unpredictable: I could be fine one minute and hyperventilating the next. Just know you’re not alone and if you EVER need anyone to talk to for whatever reason, you can count on me.
Now, please stop writing things that mess me up to the point of no return 🫶🏼😭
Aw my darling friend this just warms my heart though I am as ever saddened to have anyone relate to my own struggling. I write to see you and anyone in my own experiences. It is a joy to have you here in my radius of love. I feel your light shining on me, thank you for being here and being you. Much love — and no promises ;)
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This made me really emotional and really speaks to how I feel when I'm trying to make it out of an anxious moment. This one in particular spoke to me: "All it asked for in return was my silence & submission."
Just wanted to also say hang in there. Anxiety is HARD. You will get through it <3
the personification of anxiety works so well to showcase the relationship you have with it. as usual, very well put. it reminds me of this music video from florence and the machine, her anxiety is depicted as an old man (the wonderful Bill Nighy of course) which is not quite like what you went for but it made me think of it. lyrics kind of relate though!!
https://youtu.be/ui8kUKuLBaU?si=xMNkr0chb-PUgaYv