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Anxiety is not being to make a phone call to set up an account for college, despite knowing it will make you feel better if you can do it.
Anxiety is struggling to meet people’s eyes in the hallways.
Anxiety is crying in the bathroom during gym class because you don’t want anyone to see you run.
Anxiety is hyperventilating when you notice an envelope that has your testing scores in it, even if you think you did well.
Anxiety is never wanting to be first in line and never wanting to be last in line.
Anxiety is double and triple checking that you have enough money to make a purchase, even if you’ve counted it a hundred times before.
Anxiety isn’t getting nervous when you have a big test; it’s hyperventilating before and after hand and asking your teacher every single day when you get them back.

Anxiety isn’t cute. Anxiety hurts and makes life hard. Don’t pretend to have it and don’t try to minimalize my disorder.

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Learn this before you talk about anxiety (via cyanide-and-arsenic)

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"Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently

Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky.
The moon and the sun had a fight a long time ago.
Everyone knows at least one secret language.
When nobody is looking, I can fly.
We are all held together by invisible threads.
Books get lonely too.
Sadness can be eaten.
I will always be there."

Raul Gutierrez, “Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently” (via diluvie)

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