Anxiety isn’t something to be beaten or fought, it’s something we need to let go of, like a toy one outgrows during their childhood.
Positive thinking comes from using positive terms. Of course, it’s fine to use negative terms in art and culture to achieve a desired effect, but when we are thinking to ourselves, it is far better to think about letting go of something, rather than fighting or beating it…
I know anxiety is a bitch, I really do, but often we give it no other option but to fight, but I’m tired of fighting it, aren’t you? – perhaps it’s about time we started to take control of our own destinies again, perhaps we should reach out to anxiety and tell it, things are going to get better, things are going to be okay… Don’t panic, calm down, you are loved, lets talk about what’s really bothering you…
– See where I’m coming from?
Just some of the demons, and desires I’ve – “sacrificed” – to avoid antagonising my anxiety:
Yeah my life’s pretty stripped back, but hey, it’s just so much easier to control, I couldn’t have it any other way, I’d just go insane.
People become so energy-draining after a few hours of work or banter, that a kind of toxicity builds up in my mind leaving me desperate for solitude, and all the time that quietness is stolen away from me, the more of it I need…
Just an insignificant,
Collection of dark atoms
Waiting for some something,
That’s never gonna happen
Their words distort and oscillate,
Fade then disappear
Deep into that choking void,
Of their own hate and fear….
Unable to connect,
From reality unattached
Asexual by design,
With no one will I match
For many years I taunt myself,
Caught inside this view
But someone had to be just me,
I’m just glad it wasn’t you
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Lost inside,
All hollowed out,
Thoughts crackle ’round this head and shout,
– “You just got too wasted, 24/7!”
– “Now you’re stuck in a hell, that could’ve been heaven……”
I may have an extremely low opinion of myself, but I assure you my opinion of everyone else isn’t any higher.
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