A lot of people have anxiety and depression, and a lot of people like to act like experts on the topic without any degree or training. I can only offer my experiences as to what it’s like to have anxiety. I’m not gonna pretend like I can give advice or write Top 10 lists to help anyone.
I realized one day as I was shopping how anxious I was. I was taking my time strolling the aisles, killing time because I had nothing to do for several hours. Then, I started worrying, “What if I’m going too slow?” “What if this person grabbing ice cream hates me for taking my time?” “What if Whole Foods kicks me out for being too slow and lame?”
All of those thoughts are irrational thoughts. I don’t know why I have them. If I did, I could stop it. If there was a switch to turn off the bad stuff, I’d flip it. Thoughts like this happen to me often. I have good days when I don’t think so negatively. Some days I worry if I’ll ever find someone and why am I alone. Some days I worry if I’m going to get fired because my boss doesn’t like me anymore (hey, it did happen once). Some days I worry about if God loves me, or if my friends are faking being my friends. These are the bad days. I just got to say to myself, “These thoughts simply are not true.”
I try not to pay these thoughts any attention. I write. It helps keep me sane. I go to punk rock shows. Listen to music. Having a religion helps, too, believe it or not (Matthew 6:26-32). I try to talk to others about it, but it’s hard to find good listeners or good advice-givers. So, that’s the real.