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Severe Anxiety Disorders
Anxiety disorders are frequently misunderstood. When you say "I have anxiety," you'll often be met with the response "everyone gets nervous sometimes!" However, nervousness and anxiety disorders are two very different things. Although everyone with an anxiety disorder experiences different symptoms, here's a small peek into how my anxiety disorder has affected my life throughout the years.
By Sparklle Rainne9 years ago in Longevity
Being Honest About Anxiety Changed My Life
I’ve had anxiety since, well, as far back as I can remember. In the beginning, it was mostly social anxiety; I was terrified of adults and hesitant with other children. It morphed into a Generalized Anxiety Disorder as I grew older, but it’s only been in the past two years that I put a name to the awful feeling I get in my chest that radiates through my body.
By Meg Crane9 years ago in Longevity
Why I Decided to Not Be Like Everyone Else!
In a world, full of “carbon copy” people, I decided to be me! I refuse to conform to being who others tell me I should be. Instead, I stand on my own two feet, marching to the beat of my own drum.
By Nicole (Nikki) M.9 years ago in Longevity
Mirror, Mirror
I have a mission for you; a little exercise in self-confidence you might call it. Most women spend a significant portion of their day looking in a mirror and assessing themselves. Usually negatively. I suspect a number of men do as well but not with same venom and fervor that women seem to. We really hate our bodies. Size doesn't even necessarily come into it. I've seen girls that could barely weigh 90 lbs hate on their bodies in front of a mirror.
By Sarah Sparks9 years ago in Longevity
Why We Need To Change How We Look At The Face Of Addiction
Chances are you know or have interacted with someone who suffers from drug addiction. For me, I've seen it my whole life. I was introduced to this pervading illness and the effect it has on those around it when I was just a child.
By Brandon Krogel9 years ago in Longevity
Being an Empath
My entire life, I felt energies. I was unsure what was going on. I could often walk into a room and immediately pick up who was happy, who was sad, and where any tension was.
By Beth Gibbons9 years ago in Longevity
Autism Isn't Abnormal
The definition of a disability is to be someone with certain characteristics that are different to most people. A neurotypical person on the other hand is defined to have characteristics that fit society’s general layout. Yet the word dis-ability suggests that neurotypicals are able and normal, whereas anyone else is considered of less worth to society.
By Rebecca Sharrock9 years ago in Longevity
Living Under the Shadow of Anxiety
Anxiety, another invisible illness. How can I possibly justify my illness? How can I prove that I have chemical imbalances in my brain? Are they going to believe me, or think I'm too sensitive and stress too much?
By Stephanie Gendron9 years ago in Longevity
How I Reignited My Passion
A few years ago, I started a journal. We were about to move to America, and I wanted a way to document my journey to a different country. I remembered being excited, feeling that I would cherish it for the rest of my life.
By Tristan Ramos9 years ago in Longevity
Turning Point
I try, wanna forgive but you lied all over again.So I can't forget, forget what you did andNow your words can't kill what's already dead....Already dead, Cherri Bomb.
By Kyleigh Baltz9 years ago in Longevity
Depression: 27 Years
Hello, there! My name is Jesse. I'm 27 years old, and I was born in New Jersey. I now reside in North Carolina with my fiancee. I'm writing this as a way of not only venting, but to spread awareness that Depression can be a very serious thing. Let's jump right in, shall we?
By Jesse Horton9 years ago in Longevity
Don't Touch Me
I do not like being touched, especially by strangers. I don't like strangers trying to hug me. I'm not even keen on handshakes. I hate it when you are on the bus and the thigh of the person next to you rubs against yours. It makes my skin crawl. Crowds give me anxiety. I don't like it when people tap me on the shoulder. I hate it when someone I barely know touches my arm. Touch is not a comfort to me.
By Sarah Sparks9 years ago in Longevity