Quotes About Anxiety

It was a trapped bird, but the sound it made had no anxiety in it, only sadness, impersonal and without hope.

To attain "success" without attaining positive self-esteem is to be condemned to feeling like an imposter anxiously awaiting exposure.

Awfulness can happen at any time. That's what's so awful.

I'm still afraid of being totally honest. I'm more afraid of this than dying.

My heart faltered, overcome by its frightened, almost frenzied beating because of something I had just lost, or was on the point of losing for ever. My fingers grasped at his hand with such violence that no force in the world, no matter how great, could take it away from me.

All of this causes me to get a bit antsy before any major election. Why? Because the modern American election is an open invitation for people who haven't had a working relationship with a clue since their first driver's test to step up and participate in a decision-making process that will have profound implications for my life and the life of my family long after I've been tucked in for the eternal, celestial dirt nap. Frankly, it scares me to death.

I'm scared," he says. "I know," says the nurse. "I want you all to go to Hell." "That's natural.

You are afraid to die, and you're afraid to live. What a way to exist.

A heightened distractibility and a persistent feeling of being rushed or in a hurry, even when there's no need to be, combined with a mounting feeling of how superficial your life has become: lots to do, but no depth of thought or feeling.

A feeling of loss of control over your own life and a nagging feeling of "What am I missing?

I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.

I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.

It's tough to get out of bed; I know that myself. You can lie there for an hour and a half without thinking anything, just worrying about what the day holds and knowing that you won't be able to deal with it.

the fear of failure, the fear of being imperfect (perfectionism), and the fear of impossible expectations (being overwhelmed) that prevent us from acting on and attaining humanly possible goals and relationships.

People don't procrastinate just to be ornery or because they're irrational. They procrastinate because it makes sense, given how vulnerable they feel to criticism, failure, and their own perfectionism.

you are the one who confuses just doing the job with testing your worth, where one possible mistake would feel like the end of the world.

Procrastination is a mechanism for coping with the anxiety associated with starting or completing any task or decision.

The typical procrastinator completes most assignments on time, but the pressure of doing work at the last minute causes unnecessary anxiety and diminishes the quality of the end result.

I am afraid of him now. The one I love most in the world.

scrabble of toenails on the tile floor.

Panic---a deep abiding, free-floating anxiety, often without any reason or logical basis.

He nodded for us to rise. I tried to catch his eye, but he was not even looking in our direction. His eyes were focused on the middle distance. His face was very pale, and he was breathing heavily. We looked at each other and seemed to know: it would be death, otherwise why was this normally calm man so nervous? And then he began to speak.

The Bible says this life is really like a puff of smoke. I don't want to strive and stress and be anxious over a puff of smoke when I have eternity to look forward to.