Anxiety

Anxiety seeping it’s way through my bones into my chest, squeezing tighter than it’s ever been before. I can’t breathe, I feel dizzy and I just want sleep. The less I pay attention to it the more it tightens, I just want to cry, I just want to scream. I need to let everything out but what is everything when there’s nothing. When it starts crawling into my head is when everything goes wrong. The pain I feel, the sadness I show. I start panting, I’m on the verge of tears, and sleep is no longer on my mind. Racing through my head is everything that could potentially go wrong and everything that has gone wrong. All the flaws, everything I’ve said, all the things that haunt the back of my mind have finally come around. Why is this happening? Limb locks. They sound as terrible as they feel. So many things piled on top of each other and now this. Curled up into a ball, I just want it all out; I just want it all gone. 

 

Reviews

[O V Montoya]

This is an interesting topic. I would definitely consider expanding it. Look at Ray Bradbury's short story "Skeleton". Mr. Harris in the story discovers his fear, in effect the fear of losing his skeleton, and working through the daily anxiety. Take your topic and personify the tale of anxiety as a person, an animal or an object and create a mystery as you tell the tale. Good luck.

[Alex Robertshaw]

I'm really moved by this, I wish it was longer. I know it's a painful and very sensitive topic so take my advice with a pinch of salt, but you could expand this by describing the environment the narrator is in and detailing some examples of the different things which could go wrong.

[ThisIsBatman]

i understand all of this. i had a friend with major anxiety and it was really scary...

[Archos]

Short, but very eloquent story. I must say that feelings you describe seem quite familiar to me. I really like it!