How About We Blog About Anxiety?
So many people suffer from anxiety — a fear of what’s about to happen next. I’m one of those people. I’m constantly worried about tomorrow, next week, next month, and beyond. Some days I am able to control those feelings, but some days I’m just overcome by it all. And I never stop thinking. Ever.
I’ve come to realize that not everyone in life is going to like me. Not everyone is going to appreciate that I work hard so that I can live a life that I want. Those people know nothing about me, and yet they try to bring me down. Sometimes I think these people would benefit if they knew my story. That I grew up in a broken home. That my dad doesn’t speak to me. That my mom was diagnosed with cancer.
Sometimes I think that my story holds me back, that it causes me anxiety. But that’s not the case at all. If anything, my story makes me stronger, and it makes me more understanding of other people, because I know that they have a story too.
Even still, it can be too much for me to handle. My mind never stops working, and my fears seem to grow without any ground for them to hold on to. It’s not until I really think about what’s going on, and what control I have or don’t have, I start to breathe a little easier.
Knowing that I’m a good person makes me realize that I’ve got nothing to be sorry for. Sure, life hasn’t turned out exactly the way I planned. And maybe I am too hard on myself, but that just means that I care a lot about what I’m putting out there. So people can be mean to me, bully me, try to bring me down… but I’ve been down. I know what down feels like.
As I battle my inner demons, and constantly worry about what’s next, I leave you with this: Remember that everyone has a story. And that everyone has experienced down at some point in their lives. And just when your anxiety is about to get the best of you, just hang on. Because the best of you is worth it. Always.