No they will not and in my own anxious way of praising this poem for giving me a relaxed breath to breathe I'd say it's too bad! MeAndMyZIATY! Current mood: I just exhaled for the first time in a non-stop 24 hours and till goin and cycle!
I always start crying at the "because they want so badly to live" bit, because she's right, I want so badly to live, that it, along with everything else, terrifies me.
funny, im not at all afraid to live im just so tied up in "fixing things" that i have no time or energy left and it's HORRIBLE emotionally to not be free when you genuinely have no fear of it
This has changed me. She has offered me a new perspective I had been looking for. My anxiety makes me want to kill myself all the time but i do whatever I can to stay strong. For my family, my friends and myself. So I try meditation and studying philosophy and that helped a lot. She made me realize that my struggle with anxiety shows just how strong I am and how much good is in my life rather than how weak I am and how crappy things are. i really needed that
i come back to this poem every few years when my body decides it's time to panic, and every time it brings me immense comfort. i can't say thank you enough miss ferro.
I started listening to this poem when I was in high school, the year this video was posted. All these years later I can’t help but keep coming back to it. It’s a tonic for my deeply anxious soul.
I'm not just shy, I have social anxiety. I can barely get out of bed, I'm too busy planning awkward conversations in my head. I believe in the boogey man, he whispers to me each time I try to make a friend. Don't ask me to speak up in class, you're lucky I still show up. In case you haven't caught on, what I feel everyday is wrong. I have the constant worry people don't see me, the happy façade I put on, but they see the shy, antisocial, depressed, stressed, over-worried mess I've become. -j.a.b.
Social anxiety here! And this was beautiful. The last parts about how we anxiety-filled people are full of caring and hope really feels makes me good. It makes me like myself just a little bit more. :)
This poem really got me thinking and I love it so much evaluate instead of shaming the mental illness that is anxiety, it binds fighters together and shows us how fucking strong me are
so no one else sees the issue with her putting down people with other mental illnesses/ issues to bring light to people suffering from anxiety?? so counter productive this makes me so mad and upset
Please explain how she puts them down? She is observing how crazy they all are, including herself. She loves all of them, she doesn't down any of them.
Fiona Lovee Try listening to 2:20 - 2:25: "Fuck the depressives! Fuck the body image meditation group! Fuck Sex Addicts Anonymous!" I get what she's saying, and it's great that she doesn't feel bad for her (presumed) anxiety, but there was literally NO need to try to make it out as if her brand of mental issues was somehow superior.
That's not even what she was saying. She doesn't put them down for being otherwise handicapped, it's not even a fuck you. She just prefers to socialize with her anxiety-stricken friends. She in no way shuns them. Do you hang out with people you have nothing in common with? She is really just preferring her group to stay with, not dissing another.
I suppose this comes down to a difference of interpretation, but I've never heard someone use "fuck" in a way like that and it not have a negative implication. It's completely fair to say that she meant it that way; I just don't personally get that vibe from the wording (I mean, there's obviously the "I'd rather hang out with these people", but the usage of "fuck" just feels a lot more aggressive to me than it does to you).
I first heard this poem about a year ago and I instantly loved it but couldn't figure out why. I thought I was a fairly laid back person. I thought it was normal to cry over a ninety two on a test. I didn't think there was anything wrong with my complete inability to have a conversation with another person. It'd just always been like that. It was weird but I loved the poem so I listened to it endlessly for about a month but forgot it. I just found it again, a few weeks after being diagnosed with anxiety disorder and holy shit is it relevant. What if I fail at life? What if they hit us again? What if it's me this time? This really hits home. I love it so much
I can’t count how many times I’ve watched this since I found it last year. Definitely my favorite poem ever. I cry every time which is a little ridiculous I know, but as someone with multiple anxiety disorders and other mental/chronic illnesses, it just hits super close to home and I love it. “It must be exhausting to want to live this much”
@ all the people who think us being offended means we're misinterpreting what she said: I suffer from depression, anxiety, and so many other diagnosed things as well, so every time I hear this poem I'm torn between liking and disliking it because it makes me feel like s***. I was with her when she started describing the anxiety group at the beginning because I identified with her as a magnifier of molehills, both generally and socially. But then she starts contrasting the anxiety group to other groups. "There is no pride here. We lack the discipline of the eating disorder group, the self-righteousness of the bereavement group and the fun of procrastinators anonymous. No one wants to be here." She said that. Those words exactly. How am I not to take the unsaid words from that that "any other group, the depressives and self-haters and ptsd-ers and suiciders (all of which I am part of), actually want to be in the position they are in or feel the way they do"? Then I identified with her again when she talked about how hardly any medicine worked for her (story of my life), and the insomnia, etc. But then she goes on to say, after saying those in the anxiety group must love life so much, which I agree with that a constant fear denotes a love of life or love for others (in my case I constantly fear for my loved ones and other things as well), "f*** the depressives, the body image (of which I suffer from as well), etc.." She actually says those words in a tone that connotes precisely what she said as "f*** the depressives" or basically, screw you depressives and your "lack of appreciation of life." What I got from that was that I was worthless, and even though I want to be happy so badly and am still here after battling suicide and suicide ideations daily, I somehow still "want to be [in my mental group]" and am somehow not as validated in my struggles as those who only suffer from anxiety. I understand that she is showing her love for her illness and giving it beauty, but she could just has easily have done that without completely putting down those with other mental illnesses. I showed how that was possible because I related completely to this poem before she attacked everyone else. Yes, she was allowed to express herself in this way, but she also triggered a lot of self-hate many others have already felt. So please don't tell me, or others who have expressed my sentiments that our offense is "unvalidated, unfounded, and simply a misunderstanding of the poem" because we understood how everyone else connected so positively to it, but we also understood what she didn't say.
I watched this a couple months ago, and it helped me get over my anxiety by myself, my therapist was so surprised and said I was the strongest person she ever met. I want to get a line from this poem tattoed on my arm so I can remember it forever.
I've been having literal migraines and head almost everyday. Sometimes two times a day. The migraines that make you're eye balls hurt, throbbing with every heartbeat pounding in my head and eye balls. Sometimes I would throw up and have other personal issues. Other times I'd have to put a cold rag over my head and try to sleep. My mind has been telling me that there's something wrong with me. 3 years straight I would wake up with morning sickness. I went to GSI, check-ups, they put me to sleep and put a camera down me to see inside my stomach. And every result came up fine. I wondered then, why am i getting sick, always feeling nauseous, and never having a appetite unless I smoke some marijuana. Three years of this and they say I'm fine the doctors say it's depression. I worry so much everything that ever happened to me like, injuries, hives, spider bites I always look up symptoms and treatments and I constantly worry about the worst most negative things. My friend you're right anxiety is a constant uphill battle. But my anxiety and depression is always here unless I take a kpin or a xanex. My anxiety and depression causes me to stay in bed all day, everyday. To avoid making plans and if I do makes plans I never follow through. I sleep literally 16 hours almost everyday I say day because I sleep during the day and stay up during the night. I hate it but love it. I love it only because I'm comfortable with it. Anything out of my comfort zone is a no go I will not show up. My worries as simple, stupid. My stomach likes to growl and when I'm sitting in a quiet class my stomach loves to make loud noises even when I'm not hungry. I understand everyone's stomach growls in a quiet class some point or another, but since being in high school for 3 years I've observed other, my stomach growls the loudest and the most all the time its so embarrassing I cannot stand it. I dropped out my Jr year of high school because of my loud growling stomach and, morning sickness. The most pointless thing every and here I am worried about it about every day of my life. Anxiety and depression has been taking me over for 3 years. Each year I careless. I'm stuck.
Rachel-ask your doctors to check your intracranial pressure. The headaches with a marked pounding sensation(not painful), throbbing,(painful) or a rushing in your ears with your heartbeat are a classic indicator of elevated cerebrospinal fluid levels. The test isn't SUPER fun, but the discomfort is minimal (I have the same thing done every two weeks so they can put my medicine in) and if there's something wrong it should be pretty easily fixed with medicine.
i have read through these comments to see if anyone else was crying from relating to this and i realized that most of the people who stated they were crying have anxiety also. this is a powerful poem and i fucking love it.
Even struggling with anxiety attacks for the past 3 years, I NEVER thought of it as me loving what i have (or could have or will have) so much that that is the reason for me being so anxious, so...afraid. I thought that was what it was...just fear. Catalina you are awesome.
Its 2019 I had to come back here because last night almost had a panic attack because I was reading about two astroids bigger than most bulidings is headed toward Earth's orbit the next day (which is now today 8/28/19) with a 0.2% chance of hitting our surface only 0.2% but that made my heart race
I've had anxiety for years. Always thought I was crazy, now I know what it is. I have huge attacks to where my heart rate is over 200 just because a teacher called on me in class (even though I knew I was 200% correct...). But when I did theater and went on stage, it was like the world stopped. I wasn't me. I was my character. I had no fear. I knew I would do well, and I loved it. I wasn't myself, and that was the best part. I totally agree with you.
Actually not necessarily because biologically depression could be due to lack of serotonin whereas anxiety could be due to too much serotonin, anxiety and depression are not always partnered together.
Hypochondriac here. There are times I cry in the shower or before I sleep because I feel like I'm about to die over some disease.. Call me crazy but this shit is real. Life is so beautiful I never comprehend how people don't prioritize health over everything, because I certainly try. And I know mental health is just as important so I am working on getting better on that too (daily exercise, meditation, enough sleep, time to read books, decluttering, etcetera) :)
My situation: today, In about 9 hours, I have a allergist appointment, I'm worried that the allergens they use to see what your allergic to are going to go crazy, and I'm going to have a huge allergy attack and die! I hate anxiety
Wow I've never thought of it that way... I'm a hypochondriac and this really hits home. It becomes hard keeping a balance between wanting to live the life I want to live and not wanting to live the life I want to live because it will be SO sad if I'm not there to live it... Like. I have thoughts like that and I've had people say I'm crazy because of it, I've had my mom tell me "stop making mountains out of molehills" (we've all heard that), other times I've felt like a burden bc of the doctors visits.. Thanks for this
These people who fight through every day like fucking gladiators who fight demons worse than you, and I can dream of, just because they want so badly to live. To hold on. To love. Because you can't be this afraid of losing everything if you don't love everything first, because you have to have a soul-crushing hope that things will get better to be this afraid of missing it. - so fucking true.
I have social anxiety to the point that I can't pick up the phone unless it is a close friend or family member but when it comes to showing my art and presenting it; explaining everything about it and how I got there, I am completely at ease. When it comes to teaching or presenting I'm perfectly fine. Everyone has different comfort zones and everyone acts differently to what life has dealt them. You can't generalize people into having the same reactions to the world and themselves :)
This speaks to me on such a high level, except don't fuck all those others groups, I have borderline too, so I'm in almost all the other groups alongside anxiety... figuratively speaking. Fuck therapy, I'm staying inside forever.
She's explaining that people with anxiety are so anxious because of how much they care. For example, I have an anxiety disorder and I have a debilitating fear of the people I love dying. This is a fear stemming from love. People with anxiety worry about everything because we wallow in life...and part of our fear is being so afraid that we miss out on life while worrying.
I've been binge watching anxiety slam poetries because Im sick of feeling so alone. I rather be trapped in this cage with other ppl who have anxiety disorders rather than be here by myself with the constant nagging voice of my personal bully
As someone that has some serious anxiety issues as well, I, personally, could never IMAGINE doing something like this, however reading your post gives me hope. ♥
I saw this poem for the first time about 3 years ago and it changed how I view anxiety. I think, though, that I want so badly to be good and to be kind to others. So I am obsessive when I do something wrong, or when I start to feel like I'm getting in someone's way or being annoying.
As a person who suffers from anxiety and severe ocd, this is amazing!!! I love her, she gets it. I've always said that I believe I have anxiety because I love life more than others. I fear germs and diseases so much because I don't want my life to be cut short over something ridiculous, I have too much to live for
Ok... this poem is good, takes the mick a little though, but I like the hate against pills! I hate the things! She speaks from the heart, its ok..... I guess
The end of this poem completely changed my life. I'm not anxious because I hate life, I'm anxious because I love it.
RIGHT???
Never thought of it as a striving to live. I guess I was too focused on how the panic attacks feel like death.
your body creates anxiety and perceives them/it as bad because another part of you WANTs to live
those who never experienced anxiety, will never understand how great this is.
I KNOW
No they will not and in my own anxious way of praising this poem for giving me a relaxed breath to breathe I'd say it's too bad! MeAndMyZIATY! Current mood: I just exhaled for the first time in a non-stop 24 hours and till goin and cycle!
"It must be exhausting to want to live this much."
she TOTALLY fucking gets it
I always start crying at the "because they want so badly to live" bit, because she's right, I want so badly to live, that it, along with everything else, terrifies me.
funny, im not at all afraid to live im just so tied up in "fixing things" that i have no time or energy left and it's HORRIBLE emotionally to not be free when you genuinely have no fear of it
OMG yes, I totally get it.
As someone who suffers from anxiety this spoke to me in a way that I can't properly articulate.
I thought I was the only one
Same here! So eloquent.
Glad I'm not alone!
This has changed me. She has offered me a new perspective I had been looking for. My anxiety makes me want to kill myself all the time but i do whatever I can to stay strong. For my family, my friends and myself. So I try meditation and studying philosophy and that helped a lot. She made me realize that my struggle with anxiety shows just how strong I am and how much good is in my life rather than how weak I am and how crappy things are. i really needed that
Sims4TV same sis same
i come back to this poem every few years when my body decides it's time to panic, and every time it brings me immense comfort. i can't say thank you enough miss ferro.
I started listening to this poem when I was in high school, the year this video was posted. All these years later I can’t help but keep coming back to it. It’s a tonic for my deeply anxious soul.
I'm not just shy,
I have social anxiety.
I can barely get out of bed,
I'm too busy planning
awkward conversations in my head.
I believe in the boogey man,
he whispers to me
each time I try to make a friend.
Don't ask me to speak up
in class, you're lucky
I still show up.
In case you haven't caught on,
what I feel everyday is
wrong.
I have the constant worry
people don't see me,
the happy façade I put on, but
they see the shy, antisocial, depressed,
stressed, over-worried mess I've become.
-j.a.b.
I love this..
+Emma Green i feel like i wrote this
this is amazing
Why hasn't she come out with more poetry? Where'd she go? :(
This poem made me realize that I'm so afraid to die because I want to live. I crave life and all the beauty that comes with it.
Having anxiety myself, this made me cry. Its true! My greatest fear is that somehow everything great my life is will just get taken away.
with suffering through anxiety myself, this hit home... it was beautiful, i couldnt have found a better way to explain anxiety.
Damn I tear up EVERY time I watch this. This poem gives me strength and helps so much to know I'm not the only one.
Me too ((hug)))
I have bee reading poetry ever since I was a child and this is the only poem I keep coming back to.
Social anxiety here! And this was beautiful. The last parts about how we anxiety-filled people are full of caring and hope really feels makes me good. It makes me like myself just a little bit more. :)
I think tears aren't enough.
This poem is the most amazing thing that I can relate to that I've EVER heard.
Very good, an often overlooked life affecting condition.
This poem really got me thinking and I love it so much evaluate instead of shaming the mental illness that is anxiety, it binds fighters together and shows us how fucking strong me are
The ending really struck something in me.. I don't think I'm going to be the same after that wow
deidaraakun you still the same?
When you have anxiety *and* depression. 😂
😢
TotalWeirdo relatable
TotalWeirdo they do tend to move hand in hand...
so no one else sees the issue with her putting down people with other mental illnesses/ issues to bring light to people suffering from anxiety?? so counter productive this makes me so mad and upset
Please explain how she puts them down? She is observing how crazy they all are, including herself. She loves all of them, she doesn't down any of them.
You honestly have no reason to be mad at this. Listen to it.
Fiona Lovee Try listening to 2:20 - 2:25: "Fuck the depressives! Fuck the body image meditation group! Fuck Sex Addicts Anonymous!" I get what she's saying, and it's great that she doesn't feel bad for her (presumed) anxiety, but there was literally NO need to try to make it out as if her brand of mental issues was somehow superior.
That's not even what she was saying. She doesn't put them down for being otherwise handicapped, it's not even a fuck you. She just prefers to socialize with her anxiety-stricken friends. She in no way shuns them. Do you hang out with people you have nothing in common with? She is really just preferring her group to stay with, not dissing another.
I suppose this comes down to a difference of interpretation, but I've never heard someone use "fuck" in a way like that and it not have a negative implication. It's completely fair to say that she meant it that way; I just don't personally get that vibe from the wording (I mean, there's obviously the "I'd rather hang out with these people", but the usage of "fuck" just feels a lot more aggressive to me than it does to you).
Amen, sista. I lived in anxiety too many years. Happy to see it shrinking away in my rear view mirror
i want to be surrounded by those people
"Fuck sex addicts anonymous"
I'm pretty sure they'd like that a biiiiit too much
Never related to something so much
yeah related to a man.
+archive303 wut?
Get with a man that can show that you understand that men do not hate your cause
phandommm
I love this poem. Makes me feel better about myself. I listen to this on my bad days, thank you Catalina Ferro. Thank you so much
I first heard this poem about a year ago and I instantly loved it but couldn't figure out why. I thought I was a fairly laid back person. I thought it was normal to cry over a ninety two on a test. I didn't think there was anything wrong with my complete inability to have a conversation with another person. It'd just always been like that. It was weird but I loved the poem so I listened to it endlessly for about a month but forgot it. I just found it again, a few weeks after being diagnosed with anxiety disorder and holy shit is it relevant. What if I fail at life? What if they hit us again? What if it's me this time? This really hits home. I love it so much
The last part hit me like a fucking boulder.
The accuracy hit me straight in the face.
I can’t count how many times I’ve watched this since I found it last year. Definitely my favorite poem ever. I cry every time which is a little ridiculous I know, but as someone with multiple anxiety disorders and other mental/chronic illnesses, it just hits super close to home and I love it.
“It must be exhausting to want to live this much”
poor people got sht to do X'D aint that the truth
I always come watch this video when my anxiety attacks hit. Thank you for this, you have no idea how much this helps.
@ all the people who think us being offended means we're misinterpreting what she said: I suffer from depression, anxiety, and so many other diagnosed things as well, so every time I hear this poem I'm torn between liking and disliking it because it makes me feel like s***. I was with her when she started describing the anxiety group at the beginning because I identified with her as a magnifier of molehills, both generally and socially. But then she starts contrasting the anxiety group to other groups. "There is no pride here. We lack the discipline of the eating disorder group, the self-righteousness of the bereavement group and the fun of procrastinators anonymous. No one wants to be here." She said that. Those words exactly. How am I not to take the unsaid words from that that "any other group, the depressives and self-haters and ptsd-ers and suiciders (all of which I am part of), actually want to be in the position they are in or feel the way they do"? Then I identified with her again when she talked about how hardly any medicine worked for her (story of my life), and the insomnia, etc. But then she goes on to say, after saying those in the anxiety group must love life so much, which I agree with that a constant fear denotes a love of life or love for others (in my case I constantly fear for my loved ones and other things as well), "f*** the depressives, the body image (of which I suffer from as well), etc.." She actually says those words in a tone that connotes precisely what she said as "f*** the depressives" or basically, screw you depressives and your "lack of appreciation of life." What I got from that was that I was worthless, and even though I want to be happy so badly and am still here after battling suicide and suicide ideations daily, I somehow still "want to be [in my mental group]" and am somehow not as validated in my struggles as those who only suffer from anxiety. I understand that she is showing her love for her illness and giving it beauty, but she could just has easily have done that without completely putting down those with other mental illnesses. I showed how that was possible because I related completely to this poem before she attacked everyone else. Yes, she was allowed to express herself in this way, but she also triggered a lot of self-hate many others have already felt. So please don't tell me, or others who have expressed my sentiments that our offense is "unvalidated, unfounded, and simply a misunderstanding of the poem" because we understood how everyone else connected so positively to it, but we also understood what she didn't say.
Thank you. I am right there next to you.
Thank you. Exactly my thoughts.
FantasyIsUnderrated thank you for saying this.
This is the best fucking thing I have EVER seen.
As a person who suffers from anxiety, I can't love this enough. Well spoken. I've watched this more than 18 times, because its so relatable to me
I love all the positivity from the audience before the poem even starts💕
this is why i love poetry.
I needed this
I watched this a couple months ago, and it helped me get over my anxiety by myself, my therapist was so surprised and said I was the strongest person she ever met. I want to get a line from this poem tattoed on my arm so I can remember it forever.
That was great. Absolutely great! The ending perspective is so empowering. Thank you!
I fucking love this so much.
I've been having literal migraines and head almost everyday. Sometimes two times a day. The migraines that make you're eye balls hurt, throbbing with every heartbeat pounding in my head and eye balls. Sometimes I would throw up and have other personal issues. Other times I'd have to put a cold rag over my head and try to sleep. My mind has been telling me that there's something wrong with me. 3 years straight I would wake up with morning sickness. I went to GSI, check-ups, they put me to sleep and put a camera down me to see inside my stomach. And every result came up fine. I wondered then, why am i getting sick, always feeling nauseous, and never having a appetite unless I smoke some marijuana. Three years of this and they say I'm fine the doctors say it's depression. I worry so much everything that ever happened to me like, injuries, hives, spider bites I always look up symptoms and treatments and I constantly worry about the worst most negative things. My friend you're right anxiety is a constant uphill battle. But my anxiety and depression is always here unless I take a kpin or a xanex. My anxiety and depression causes me to stay in bed all day, everyday. To avoid making plans and if I do makes plans I never follow through. I sleep literally 16 hours almost everyday I say day because I sleep during the day and stay up during the night. I hate it but love it. I love it only because I'm comfortable with it. Anything out of my comfort zone is a no go I will not show up. My worries as simple, stupid. My stomach likes to growl and when I'm sitting in a quiet class my stomach loves to make loud noises even when I'm not hungry. I understand everyone's stomach growls in a quiet class some point or another, but since being in high school for 3 years I've observed other, my stomach growls the loudest and the most all the time its so embarrassing I cannot stand it. I dropped out my Jr year of high school because of my loud growling stomach and, morning sickness. The most pointless thing every and here I am worried about it about every day of my life. Anxiety and depression has been taking me over for 3 years. Each year I careless. I'm stuck.
Rachel-ask your doctors to check your intracranial pressure. The headaches with a marked pounding sensation(not painful), throbbing,(painful) or a rushing in your ears with your heartbeat are a classic indicator of elevated cerebrospinal fluid levels. The test isn't SUPER fun, but the discomfort is minimal (I have the same thing done every two weeks so they can put my medicine in) and if there's something wrong it should be pretty easily fixed with medicine.
i have read through these comments to see if anyone else was crying from relating to this and i realized that most of the people who stated they were crying have anxiety also. this is a powerful poem and i fucking love it.
"who fight demons worst than you and i can dream of just because they want so badly to live".
And the depression mixed with the anxieties are just torture.
I suffer from generalized anxiety, and this just hit home.
"I make insomnia look professional" This is so true for me.
THIS IS SO FUCKING AMAZING.
This is sheer brilliance. I couldn't have summed up anxiety better myself. That is utterly phenomanal !! xx
I already know I have social anxiety and I also have very sweaty palms and feet. Never thought was caused from anxiety tho.
This speaks to me on a very personal level
oh my god this shit hit me hard.
depression & anxiety....why do this insanity live in me
Even struggling with anxiety attacks for the past 3 years, I NEVER thought of it as me loving what i have (or could have or will have) so much that that is the reason for me being so anxious, so...afraid. I thought that was what it was...just fear. Catalina you are awesome.
+Chrissy Bella Bingo! "Because you can’t be this afraid of losing everything/If you don’t love everything first"
I want to thumbs up everyone's comments bc we can all relate to this so much. This is absolute PERFECTION. INCREDIBLE.
I no longer see my own anxiety and paranoia the same way. This is beautiful.
Its 2019 I had to come back here because last night almost had a panic attack because I was reading about two astroids bigger than most bulidings is headed toward Earth's orbit the next day (which is now today 8/28/19) with a 0.2% chance of hitting our surface only 0.2% but that made my heart race
That ending was a punch of reality in the face, so true. So beautiful. I don't know how many times I've replayed this.
i always sob every single time i watch this, i relate to this so much
Gave me a whole new outlook on anxiety
The face at the bottom right freaked me the fuck out when I saw it lol
Wow that actually made me cry. Thank you I needed that boost of self love for myself and my anxiety
I've had anxiety for years. Always thought I was crazy, now I know what it is. I have huge attacks to where my heart rate is over 200 just because a teacher called on me in class (even though I knew I was 200% correct...). But when I did theater and went on stage, it was like the world stopped. I wasn't me. I was my character. I had no fear. I knew I would do well, and I loved it. I wasn't myself, and that was the best part. I totally agree with you.
Wow. Just wow. This was amazing.
this is one of m favourite things in the world
I watch this so often. It's like a therapy in itself
Wow, this really made me think about my anxiety a lot.
Thank you.
wow. just wow. makes me think and reflect upon anxiety and i think this is so accurate. amen sister, amen.
"you can't be this afraid of losing everything, if you don't love everything first" Amazing.
I love this poem so much after all these years it still sends chills down my spine
"Fuck the depressives." Anxiety and depression normally go hand in hand...
Actually not necessarily because biologically depression could be due to lack of serotonin whereas anxiety could be due to too much serotonin, anxiety and depression are not always partnered together.
Hypochondriac here. There are times I cry in the shower or before I sleep because I feel like I'm about to die over some disease.. Call me crazy but this shit is real. Life is so beautiful I never comprehend how people don't prioritize health over everything, because I certainly try. And I know mental health is just as important so I am working on getting better on that too (daily exercise, meditation, enough sleep, time to read books, decluttering, etcetera) :)
that was amazing
"Give me your tired, your poor..."
The first line of the inscription on the Statue of Liberty.
My situation: today, In about 9 hours, I have a allergist appointment, I'm worried that the allergens they use to see what your allergic to are going to go crazy, and I'm going to have a huge allergy attack and die!
I hate anxiety
Wow I've never thought of it that way... I'm a hypochondriac and this really hits home. It becomes hard keeping a balance between wanting to live the life I want to live and not wanting to live the life I want to live because it will be SO sad if I'm not there to live it... Like. I have thoughts like that and I've had people say I'm crazy because of it, I've had my mom tell me "stop making mountains out of molehills" (we've all heard that), other times I've felt like a burden bc of the doctors visits.. Thanks for this
These people who fight through every day like fucking gladiators who fight demons worse than you, and I can dream of, just because they want so badly to live. To hold on. To love. Because you can't be this afraid of losing everything if you don't love everything first, because you have to have a soul-crushing hope that things will get better to be this afraid of missing it. - so fucking true.
I have social anxiety to the point that I can't pick up the phone unless it is a close friend or family member but when it comes to showing my art and presenting it; explaining everything about it and how I got there, I am completely at ease. When it comes to teaching or presenting I'm perfectly fine. Everyone has different comfort zones and everyone acts differently to what life has dealt them. You can't generalize people into having the same reactions to the world and themselves :)
This speaks to me on such a high level, except don't fuck all those others groups, I have borderline too, so I'm in almost all the other groups alongside anxiety... figuratively speaking. Fuck therapy, I'm staying inside forever.
She's explaining that people with anxiety are so anxious because of how much they care. For example, I have an anxiety disorder and I have a debilitating fear of the people I love dying. This is a fear stemming from love. People with anxiety worry about everything because we wallow in life...and part of our fear is being so afraid that we miss out on life while worrying.
I've been binge watching anxiety slam poetries because Im sick of feeling so alone. I rather be trapped in this cage with other ppl who have anxiety disorders rather than be here by myself with the constant nagging voice of my personal bully
wow. holy shit. just WOW.
Thank you for this. This is more than I've ever been able to express about how I go through life. Thanks, especially for the end.
As someone that has some serious anxiety issues as well, I, personally, could never IMAGINE doing something like this, however reading your post gives me hope. ♥
I saw this poem for the first time about 3 years ago and it changed how I view anxiety. I think, though, that I want so badly to be good and to be kind to others. So I am obsessive when I do something wrong, or when I start to feel like I'm getting in someone's way or being annoying.
Thank you so much for this. I can't articulate how much this meant to me.
As a person who suffers from anxiety and severe ocd, this is amazing!!! I love her, she gets it. I've always said that I believe I have anxiety because I love life more than others. I fear germs and diseases so much because I don't want my life to be cut short over something ridiculous, I have too much to live for
Ok... this poem is good, takes the mick a little though, but I like the hate against pills! I hate the things! She speaks from the heart, its ok..... I guess
Right now I’ve got those afternoon hiccups if you know what I mean and their pretty bad
And I'm crying now.
You said it all. We love everything too much we're so scared we will miss it and we don't want to let it go. Tears.
I have anxiety and I can’t listen to poems like this cause my heart starts pounding same with certain songs it’s weird
that was brilliant and 100% accurate, anyone who doesn't understand anxiety just needs to hear what this woman has to say!
love this but don't think the depressed, etv should've been bashed.
This helped me realize that all of my anxieties are about people because I love people so much
That was beautifully powerful i love it
....tears...fuck.
Having ptsd and anxiety, I've never heard a poem I saw so much of myself in. And I am glad I'm not alone in it.
This really makes me appreciate that I was able to, at least partially, get through my social anxiety.
well said!