I am not one to share my personal information with people, but I think that since this is such a personal sphere, and sharing is one of the ways I cope with feelings, I feel like I should write about this.
I was diagnosed with Adjustment Disorder a few years ago by my therapist. It was spurred by a flurry of involuntary situations I was in at that age--home life, growing up, upbringing, etc.
Coffee makes me feel really tense, caffeine in particular. I do not think that I should have it.
Social Anxiety makes you think that everyone in the coffeeshop is looking at you, thinking about whether you're doing something inappropriate on your laptop, when you're just blogging.
It's hard for me to talk about these experiences, but I think it is important to note them, simply because they give me
Working around anxiety means working around my way of living.
It's believing that the cashier hates you because you took too long to make your order. It's waiting anxiously for the cashier to ask you if you have the money. It's wondering if you still have the money in your account even though you literally checked your account five minutes ago at the bank. It's paying for your order, sitting down for two minutes, and being sure that the cashier forgot to log your order, even though the menu said there'd be an eight-to-ten minute wait.
It's waiting a week to respond to a comment on your Facebook page, or waiting days to reply to an important text or email, simply because you are afraid of acting upon impulse.
It's writing a blogpost about it, knowing that there is something there.
It's feeling like there is always going to be some big event happening everywhere you. It's like having the world watch you, and not at all.
I was diagnosed with Adjustment Disorder a few years ago by my therapist. It was spurred by a flurry of involuntary situations I was in at that age--home life, growing up, upbringing, etc.
Coffee makes me feel really tense, caffeine in particular. I do not think that I should have it.
Social Anxiety makes you think that everyone in the coffeeshop is looking at you, thinking about whether you're doing something inappropriate on your laptop, when you're just blogging.
It's hard for me to talk about these experiences, but I think it is important to note them, simply because they give me
Working around anxiety means working around my way of living.
It's believing that the cashier hates you because you took too long to make your order. It's waiting anxiously for the cashier to ask you if you have the money. It's wondering if you still have the money in your account even though you literally checked your account five minutes ago at the bank. It's paying for your order, sitting down for two minutes, and being sure that the cashier forgot to log your order, even though the menu said there'd be an eight-to-ten minute wait.
It's waiting a week to respond to a comment on your Facebook page, or waiting days to reply to an important text or email, simply because you are afraid of acting upon impulse.
It's writing a blogpost about it, knowing that there is something there.
It's feeling like there is always going to be some big event happening everywhere you. It's like having the world watch you, and not at all.
