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About TryingtoSeetheLight

  • Birthday March 11

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    New Jersey
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    Overthinking and replaying every past, possible, and future scenario repeatedly in my head. I like laughing till my cheeks hurt and attempting to ignore my responsibilities

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  1. Hey! Long time no talk. Hope all is well! :):hug:


    1. Free2Fly


      Hey :) , Yeah Sorry About that , Thing's Have Been Better, Well Better Than What They Are Right Now.

      Hope Everything's Okay with You & That Your Safe :) .



      Free. :butterfly:

  2. Hey hope your doing okay & are coping?


    free :butterfly: 

  3. It's been a day past a month since I first found/ joined and became apart of this forum! I am eternally and forever thankful! :throb::throb::)

  4. I notice it regularly. I go into public places trying to combat my anxiety and do regular, everyday things that would or should be considered miniscule or simple to average people. But to me....far from simple. I open the door, I look at the available seating arrangements, my mind goes "no don't sit there" "if you sit there everyone will face you" "don't sit there and look like an antisocial weirdo" "make sure you sit at least a seat away from somebody." The thoughts are endless and I'm at a catch 22 either way. I pick a seat. It seemed like the perfect choice. Close by the desk, near nobody, also not too far from the door. I overanalyze every alternative choice while trying to reaffirm the fact that I made the best decision for my personal needs. Over time while sitting there I realized how serious my anxiety was. There was this lady and lets say her mom sitting across the way from me. Every time I looked up I swore she was staring at me just thinking some mean or negative thing about me or my appearance. Never meeting or seeing this woman ever before in my life, I tried to rationalize my crazy, outlandish thoughts and separate fiction from reality. Although it isn't always or even close to usually as it easy as it may seem. I had nothing materialistic with me to distract me from the thoughts or the other people. Normally I would bring a book, or a word search, or my phone. Anything to give my mind another escape. But I did not. I sat there avoiding eye contact and repeatedly putting my head down while looking through the same 3 papers I've already looked over a million times. I kept biting and picking at my nails. While more outlandish comments came to mind. My anxiety is something I've noticed and have been attempting to handle for some time now. However, since the incident...things have been more out of control than ever. My thoughts, my mind, my irrationality, just everything illogical seems never ending. 24/7. I don't like strangers. I don't like men. (whom I do not know) I don't like unfamiliar places, I don't like being alone, I don't like my phone dying or being dead, I don't like being starred at, observed, any of that. Then I think...maybe, I don't like me? Maybe I hate me. I hate all I've done and haven't done up to this point to bring me to where I am now. Maybe I hate myself and that's just not something that is going to change over night. I want these wild, crazy, over the top thoughts to leave me alone! I want to feel okay again, trust and love me again. Oh Anxiety, how I have struggled all this time and you've done more harm than good, I'd enjoy nothing more than to bid you farewell. Please and thank you. Thanks for reading
  5. Been thinking alot about posting my story very soon. Feeling very anxious:unsure::unsure::tear:

    1. Free2Fly
    2. Bluesclues


      I'm sitting with you. If you want you can send it to me first if it's overwhelming to send to everyone at once. 

    3. TryingtoSeetheLight


      Thanks Bluesclues, i just did it.

  6. Some days are harder than others. There are days I wake up and although I have a pulse and my heart is beating, I still question my livelihood. Am I even actually living? Is this all just make believe? Why do I feel numb to feelings and the world around me? I try to find answers but without receiving a response I just accept the fact that regardless I am here. I was for whatever unknown reason given a new chance at life. Today just like any other day, I woke up. My heart still there, however many beats per second. I am alive. Today, right at this moment I finished getting dressed and feeling as beautiful as one can, i sit at my kitchen table with my usual daily cup of DD coffee. Just thinking. Is this really all life is made up of? Falling down and attempting to get back up? Anyhow, today I decided to make a choice, well a few actually. Today, I choose to live. Today, I choose to in and exhale. Today, I am strong. I am a warrior. Today, I love me. Today and everyday, I will hold my head high. I will not let this disaster of a scenario control me, my life, or any future outcomes. Today, I am beautiful. And today, I smile. Thank you for reading. I hope you all try your very best to do the same.
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