Quotes About Anxiety

Saying their names seemed to calm him, as though he were uttering incantations: lorazepam, diazepam, chlorpromazine, chlordiazepoxide, haloperidol.

He was a boy composed of pieces just loosely held together, and the centrifugal spin of this latest terror could pull his loose bits apart. No magical belief in hummingbirds and glowworms could put him back together if that happened

If it feels like it might be OCD, it is OCD! If it were reality, it wouldn't feel like it even might be OCD.

It is pointless to sit and ruminate about how dreadful your life is going to be if you act on a fearsome, violent, obsessive thought. You are not going to do it. Why not? Because the real you doesn't want to do it.

If you let your emotions cling to an OCD behavior, the behavior can easily get out of control.

Avoidance itself is a compulsion.

When I'm able to slough it off, when it's not causing physical symptoms or putting me on edge, my anxiety still pops up out of nowhere to spoil nice moments. I fear good things happening because I believe something bad is sure to follow.

bundle of nerves, swaddled in a blanket of panic.

The paradox of living in the safest possible time is that those who suffer from anxiety aren't hardwired to take the win; we panic when things go too well.

I can't state this clearly enough: basic needs are a bitch and a huge anxiety trigger.

I learned to stuff my fears deep down until they form a little ball, keeping the feelings buried under liberal handfuls of cheese and glasses of moderately priced Chardonnay.

I'm terrified that one offhand joke, one out-of-context remark, will set into motion a public shaming, because I see it happen every day.

Like me, if you're already predisposed to anxiety, positive or negative stimulus on social media can make you feel worse, largely because of the algorithms. At its advent, all updates on apps such as Twitter were delivered chronologically and per our preferences. But now our usage data is measured and monetized, and algorithms put more emotionally weighted events in our timelines, such as engagements, births, and significant accomplishments.

When your body becomes accustomed to a chronic state of anxiety, the positive physiological changes that happen after good news can, paradoxically, trigger the sense that something isn't right—simply because you're not used to feeling good.

I'm a bundle of nerves, swaddled in a blanket of panic.

If you are depressed, you are living in the past. If you are anxious, you are living in the future. If you are at peace, you are living in the present.

Being thin created intense anxiety that I wouldn't be able to maintain that weight for life, and I couldn't.

If only I could understand The reason for my crying If only I could stop this fear Of dreaming that I'm dying.

P.S. I hope BOB doesn't come tonight.

I think that the times that I have to go into the woods at night have poisoned me. I

Is it still there? I asked, staring at his head, bent over, as he wedged the stethoscope beneath my left breast. And then, before I could stop myself, Does it sound broken?

I don't answer. I shut my eyes and hold my breath and hope whoever it is will think I'm not here and go home.

The idea that I could somehow end up with a giant chunk of cash at the end of this left me feeling shivery, hot and then cold, like I was coming down with the flu.

I have a special place devoted to worry that has an insatiable hunger to be filled. When it's empty, it worries anyway about what it's going to worry about. A sick kitten is ideal worry-material.