The Way Anxiety Is For Me..

A little taste of how I write and what I will right about. To sum it up, if you hate this writing you should probably read a different blog...

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To put it bluntly, anxiety is sh*t. It sucks. It stops you from doing things you really want to do. To be frank, mine actually pisses me off a little. It's like, I want to do this, I want to go away with a friend, this should be fun, this will be fun... and then my anxiety hits and its saying, 'nope, you aren't going to enjoy this' , 'I won't let you!'.

Obviously anxiety can manifest itself differently in every individual. Mine takes the form of nausea, dizziness and a general innate fear that the worst scenarios my head thinks up are 100% going to happen (which is rarely ever the case).

There are times when it hits me and I just think, "I wish I never had this" , "I wish I was one of those people that just did what they want when they want and anxiety never bothers me". But then I think, how many people like that actually exist? I know there may be the lucky few that have never had even a tiny wave of anxiety, but that few is small. Like really small. I think that in most of us there is at least a little tiny bit of anxiety. It may manifest in different ways and some may just be able to cope with it better than others, but its still there. It still manages to worm it's way into most peoples heads at one point in their life.

I guess it used to be a good thing to have anxiety. Used to back when we were prehistoric cave men and women and it would warn us not to do dumb sh*t like fight a battle with a bear that was too big to be messed with. But now, in this very modern world where we rarely have to fight bears, what is its purpose?

Is it just there to stop us from enjoying things that should be fun, to stop us eating a really yummy meal when out? - because it tends to stop me doing all that and more a lot of the time.