Sometimes I wake up in the morning feeling helpless, as if everything around me is just slowly falling apart and all I can do is watch it happen because there is nothing I can do to stop it. But this time it was different, I didn’t go to bed and never went to sleep. I was up all night watching Game of Thrones as usual, and all of a sudden time started to pass by slower and minutes felt like hours.
At 7:32am, I forced myself to get up and open up my laptop and type away all these negative vibes that were trying to desperately consume me. I don’t know why I feel this way; maybe I’m just depressed, maybe it’s just another inconvenient symptom of my already unfortunate anxiety disorder or it could just be my lack of sleep.
Regardless, if living with anxiety has taught me anything, it’s that it’s all in my head and I should be fully aware of that. It doesn’t change how terrible I feel but it does motivate me to keep living my life instead of listening to my instincts and just lock myself in my room. I take a deep breath and repeatedly tell myself that everything is okay, over and over again, until I actually start to believe it then go about my day.