Quotes About Anxiety

I'm a little untidy, and my favorite color is gray, and I'm always scurrying around in a panic.

When I first started writing, I did mostly short fiction, and I'd work on a short story and get near to being done and have no idea what I'd work on next, and then I'd panic.

Panic is a natural human response to danger, but it's one that severely compounds the risk.

I have severe claustrophobia, and I panic if I'm more than six feet above ground.

Routinely, when I finish a book, I think 'What will I do? Where will I get an idea?' And a kind of low-level panic sets in.

I write a lot because, if I don't, I start to panic, and I calm down when I write.

I got this advice that if you know a panic attack is happening, just sit back and go, 'Okay, this is happening to me, but it'll be over. You'll be fine. You'll live.'

I had little breakdowns and depression that would last for three days. I also started suffering from panic attacks. I used to get them when I was really young, but they came back. I'd be out having a drink, and then I wouldn't be able to breathe, would freak out, and I'd feel like my heart was going to stop.

A lot of my musician friends have the same kind of anxiety and panic when faced with crowds of people, and I do, too.

I think the biggest thing is knowing that those thoughts of panic are probably going to go into your brain, and just accepting it... So that's been the biggest thing. Not fighting it and trying to think I'm going to have the perfect mentality the entire time. That's not going to happen.

Everything has got a place in my house. If something is moved I get a panic attack.

I get panic attacks about dying, it's terrible. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and my brain goes 'you're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die.'

Sometimes you wake up with mini panic attacks where you feel like 'Oh my God! I don't have a film right now! Should I just do something that comes my way because I don't have another film?' But I feel at the end of the day, your gut takes over.

I used to have panic and anxiety attacks.

I always panic on the first day of work. You can do all the Stanislavsky-backstory homework, but when that moment arrives and you are in the clothes, hair, and makeup of somebody else, and you're saying the words created by somebody else - I never know how to do it. It's a complete mystery to me.

Once you've had a panic attack you live in fear that another one is going to come. From the second it's gone, every moment every day is about the next one.

When I didn't work on TV, that was OK because I was doing lots of theatre but I did begin to panic a bit.

I was so nervous on the night of my honeymoon, I put my pants to bed, and I hung over a chair.

I don't know about you, but for me, if I got to present any kind of award, I'm shaking in my pants.

I'm afraid of buying a house or anything, 'cause if there's one paparazzi outside for one day, then they'll never leave.

Sometimes I want to clean up my desk and go out and say, respect me, I'm a respectable grown-up, and other times I just want to jump into a paper bag and shake and bake myself to death.

Some people think of the '50s as a time of innocence, but they are misremembering it or reinventing it: if you look at the papers of the time, they are filled with dread and anxiety.

I'm the kind of person who can paralyze myself very easily by over-thinking decisions.

Horror of any kind is dependent on a certain amount of insecurity and paranoia from the audience. And it feeds on that and works on that.