Quotes About Anxiety

There is a good side to waiting. It drives you into such a state that all you can do is long for your turn to get through with the thing you are afraid of.

It's not rocking the boat, Dad. It's called communication. You're allowed to ask questions. Other people do it all the time. Other people don't live in fear of someone else's reactions. They don't relentlessly stress out about getting into trouble.

Worry can bring you down to nothing and make you doubt everything you know about yourself.

Self-sabotage is the common denominator in all forms of anxiety and depression, whether rooted in the body, soul or spirit.

Fear clouds our convictions and distorts our discernment.

When helping someone get free from demonic oppression, it is important that you are confident in God's power to deliver. If you become afraid in a deliverance session, the evil spirits will sense your anxiety. They will know that you do not have faith for their victim's freedom, and they will refuse to leave.

You cannot understand how intense depression and anxiety can be unless you have been there, and not every chemical imbalance signifies a demon. Sometimes we need to give people permission to take medication if they need it—which, by the way, is a huge no-no in many Christian circles.

I have a small phobia about being alone with women," he said smoothly. "So I always come with him," Patricia said. "Always." "Ah." Dear God, where do You hide the normal people? Love, Emmaline

I'm trying not to wet myself with excitement," I murmur back. "It's harder after having the triplets.

James glanced at his watch. Fifteen minutes had passed. This felt longer than a problematic colonoscopy.

I used to have nightmares about normal stuff – people chasing me or falling. But then about three years ago they started changing and becoming more…um…real? And harder to forget.

What-ifs are kind of like ex-boyfriends." Carmen appeared on my other side. "The more attention you give 'em, the more likely they are to stalk you and show up in your bedroom closet when you're getting out of the shower.

No conversation that started with we need to talk ever ended well. It was usually followed by an it's not you, it's

Lucy: I don't feel like talking about college. It increases my stress level. James: And increased stress levels lead to hair loss. Lucy: My head-hair volume is fine. James: You say that like I should be concerned about leg-hair volume.

I'd make a terrible surgeon. The fear of blood? Very high on my list.

I like to write and draw and paint, and my mom's an artist, so I think I get caught up in thinking, 'I'm afraid it's gonna be bad ' and it's hard for me to start sometimes.

A long boozy dinner in the East Village with people you need to impress. After dinner, more drinks down the street. After those drinks, more drinks at your hotel's rooftop bar. After that, hours on the sofa in your room staring at CNN, shaking, afraid to go to sleep because it will lead to waking up.

It's a little hard not to worry when my best friend keeps on dying.

When you're a mom, you learn about fear. You're always afraid. Always. About everything from cupboard doors to kidnappers to weather.

He is a man, and he is afraid. This is not a good combination.

Fear is smart until…" He headed for the door, paused as he reached for the knob. "Until what?" He looked back at her. "Until you realize you're afraid of the wrong thing.

Fear, Leni learned, was not the small dark closet she'd always imagined; walls pressed in close, a ceiling you bumped your head on, a floor cold to the touch. No. Fear was a mansion, one room after another, connected by endless hallways.

She had this terrible, irrational fear that if she let go of him she would never touch him again and the thought of that was paralyzing.

Fear. Things invisible, and the visible effects by which we know them.