Lies Your Anxiety Tells You

8 Things My Anxiety Has Told Me

There is a difference between what is happening and what your anxiety told you.

61
views

If there is one thing I have learned is that at 2 am, its hard to tell what reality is, when I am in sheer panic because I feel overwhelmed, it's hard to tell if I will survive. It's easy to doubt yourself when there is a voice in the back of your head telling you, that you won't succeed. This is an inside look at that list, and at all the things that my anxiety make me believe.

1. My anxiety told me I'm not good enough 

Good enough

This is a common story I start to believe at 2 am: that I am not good enough for him, that I am not good enough to do well in my life, that I am not good enough to deserve any better than what I settle for. When I think about all the things I want to accomplish in my life, there is a little voice in the back of my head that says no, you aren't good enough sweetie. That voice is wrong.

2. My anxiety told me I will fail

why do i even bother?

So why bother try? I ask myself this all the time. Why apply to that job, you aren't going to get it? Why even bother? Well I am glad you asked anxiety, because if I try than I still gain, if I don't try than you win. Don't let your anxiety make you feel like you cant be successful because if you do than you are letting your anxiety win and we don't want that.

3. My anxiety told me I am drowning 

Drowning

This isn't always a bad thing. A lot of times when my anxiety makes me feel like I am drowning in school work I am more motivated to get it done. However there are times when this is crimpling, when it is numbing, when it honestly hurts to feel like you cant breathe and the only reason is one you cant explain. There are times when I honestly feel stuck like I am underwater, when I am sure that I will stop breathing, when my chest feels so heavy I can't move. This is when I start to believe my anxiety.

4. My anxiety told me you don't want me 

Crying

This one hurts. This one keeps digging into me. It opens up the scar tissue of my heart and when it does, it bleeds. My anxiety told me that you don't want me, that I am nothing to you, that everything I thought we had didn't mean anything to you. This one kills me, you can tell me a million times how much you care but all I hear is the mean things you said, if you're questioning us, and it makes me so confused. When we don't talk for a day, it starts to creep in when all I hear is you don't care, you don't want me. So when I ask questions, it's not me, it's my heart trying to make sense of what is real and what my anxiety has told me.

5. My anxiety told me I did something wrong 

Depression

I feel this one a lot. I feel that someone is mad at me, and when I ask, it's always a no. It's hard to feel like you are always doing something wrong, and that everyone is always mad at you. It makes the distance between people really hard because my anxiety never fails to creep forward and say, "You did something wrong."

6. My anxiety told me you feel alone for a reason

Loneliness

My anxiety told me that I feel alone for a reason BECAUSE I am alone. Feeling like you're alone is one of the worst feelings. It makes me push away because I don't know who to depend on. It makes me feel like no one will understand, that no one cares. So I go from being alone to feeling alone and it doesn't get better, it gets worse as time goes on.

7. My anxiety told me there is never enough 

Never enough

There is never enough time, never enough money in my bank account, never enough clothes in my closet, never enough likes on my Instagram. No matter what I do, when they anxiety rolls in, its hard to feel content. This issue of not having enough also turns into not doing enough. No matter how overwhelmed I feel, I never feel like I am doing enough, studying enough, being involved enough, being social enough. It's a cycle that ends up leaving a knot in my stomach.

8. My anxiety told me it will never stop

Breakdown

There are moments when you have an attack and it feels like you won't survive, that the pain will never stop. It hurts, it digs at you. This is wrong. It will stop. It will be okay. It is only temporary.

Anxiety is a hard thing to deal with, no matter how severe. It's hard to feel good when you are lying on the floor in pain, but it's also important to remember there is a difference between what is real, and what your anxiety told you.

**If you or someone who know, suffers for anxiety, there is a hotline that can provide help even during an attack. Call at: National Alliance on Mental Illness (NAMI) Helpline: 1-800-950-NAMI (6264)***

Popular Right Now

Everything You Will Miss If You Commit Suicide

The world needs you.
988272
views

You won't see the sunrise or have your favorite breakfast in the morning.

Instead, your family will mourn the sunrise because it means another day without you.

You will never stay up late talking to your friends or have a bonfire on a summer night.

You won't laugh until you cry again, or dance around and be silly.

You won't go on another adventure. You won't drive around under the moonlight and stars.

They'll miss you. They'll cry.

You won't fight with your siblings only to make up minutes later and laugh about it.

You won't get to interrogate your sister's fiancé when the time comes.

You won't be there to wipe away your mother's tears when she finds out that you're gone.

You won't be able to hug the ones that love you while they're waiting to wake up from the nightmare that had become their reality.

You won't be at your grandparents funeral, speaking about the good things they did in their life.

Instead, they will be at yours.

You won't find your purpose in life, the love of your life, get married or raise a family.

You won't celebrate another Christmas, Easter or birthday.

You won't turn another year older.

You will never see the places you've always dreamed of seeing.

You will not allow yourself the opportunity to get help.

This will be the last sunset you see.

You'll never see the sky change from a bright blue to purples, pinks, oranges, and yellows meshing together over the landscape again.

If the light has left your eyes and all you see is the darkness, know that it can get better. Let yourself get better.

This is what you will miss if you leave the world today.

This is who will care about you when you are gone.

You can change lives. But I hope it's not at the expense of yours.

We care. People care.

Don't let today be the end.

You don't have to live forever sad. You can be happy. It's not wrong to ask for help.

Thank you for staying. Thank you for fighting.

Suicide is a real problem that no one wants to talk about. I'm sure you're no different. But we need to talk about it. There is no difference between being suicidal and committing suicide. If someone tells you they want to kill themselves, do not think they won't do it. Do not just tell them, “Oh you'll be fine." Because when they aren't, you will wonder what you could have done to help. Sit with them however long you need to and tell them it will get better. Talk to them about their problems and tell them there is help. Be the help. Get them assistance. Remind them of all the things they will miss in life.

If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts, call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline — 1-800-273-8255

Cover Image Credit: Brittani Norman

Related Content

Connect with a generation
of new voices.

We are students, thinkers, influencers, and communities sharing our ideas with the world. Join our platform to create and discover content that actually matters to you.

Learn more Start Creating

Anxiety Medications Aren't As Scary As You Might Think

It took me about 2 months to even find the right medication and dosage. It's truly a process.

82
views

Before my journey with anxiety, I was very anti-medication. I truly didn't understand the purpose or need for it. Boy, have I learned a lot since then. Upon visiting the doctor, I learned that there are two types of medication that do two different things to the neurotransmitters in your brain. These are categorized as SSRI or SNRI. According to anxiety.org, "SSRIs increase serotonin in the brain. Neural systems affected by increased serotonin regulate mood, sleep, appetite, and digestion."

The medication that I am currently taking falls under the category of SSRI. As a result of taking this medication, "your brain is more capable of making changes that will lead to a decrease in anxiety" (anxiety.org). I don't know if that sounds nice to you, but I loved the sound of it.

On the other hand, per mayoclinic.org, SNRIs "ease depression by impacting chemical messengers (neurotransmitters) used to communicate between brain cells. Like most antidepressants, SNRIs work by ultimately effecting changes in brain chemistry and communication in brain nerve cell circuitry known to regulate mood, to help relieve depression."

From my understanding, the different types of medication focus on different neurotransmitters in your brain. I don't think that one of these is "bad" and one of these is "good." This is simply because anxiety and depression are very personal and impact people differently. My anxiety is not the same as my friend's anxiety. I think it's more of a spectrum.

There are a lot of misconceptions upon starting medication. I think the first is that it works instantly. I have some bad news and it's that some medications take up to a month to get into your system. I mean, you're chemically altering your brain, so it makes sense. It took me about 2 months to even find the right medication and dosage. It's truly a process.

Another misconception is that the pills are addicting- making them completely unnecessary or dangerous. That wasn't true for me. One of my dear friends told me that if you don't feel guilty for taking cold medicine when you have a cold, then you shouldn't feel guilty for taking medication that helps your anxiety. I think this really does boil down to knowing yourself and if there's a history of addiction in your family. However, as someone who's taken the heavy pain killers (via surgery) and now takes anxiety medication, I can testify to say that there's a difference.

The pain killers made me a zombie. The anxiety medication allows me to be the best version of myself. I like who I am when I'm not constantly worried about EVERYTHING. I used to not leave the house without makeup on because I constantly worried what people thought of me. I used to be terrified that my friends didn't want me around. I used to overthink every single decision that I made. Now, none of that is happening. I enjoy my friends and their company, I hardly wear makeup, and I'm getting better at making decisions.

Do I want to be able to thrive without having to correct my neurotransmitters? Sure. However, this is the way that I am, and I wouldn't have gotten better without both therapy and medication. I'm forever grateful for both.

Editor's note: The views expressed in this article are not intended to replace professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment.

Related Content

Facebook Comments