last night while coming back again he finally said,
"I'm anxious not broken.
some people walk on eggshells around me. i can see it when they move, their feet softly hitting the ground, hoping not to upset me or scare me in any way. I'm not a fragile bird with a broken wing that is going to ask you to help me. I don't need your help. Stop walking around me as I'm going to shatter with any sudden movements.
I'm not broken, I'm not cracked. I am a flawed human being trying to make it like everyone else is.
I don't want to be treated like a child who's scared of dark. I don't want to be cooed at so I don't cry in the middle of having an anxiety attack. I need you to let me freak the fuck out for two seconds. I promise you, I won't be mad at you when I collect myself but I need you to back the fuck up. My anxiety isn't something you can fix with your careful petty. My anxiety isn't going to deem itself unfit and just leave. My anxiety does not affect you so stop acting like it does and let be be an anxious mess.
Let me cry a bit.
My anxiety didn't break me. Its not going to. if anything, it put me back together after other things broke me
My anxiety gave me a,reason to be more aware of myself and less aware of you. I know it sounds harsh but its true, my anxiety taught me that sometimes I need to focus on myself FOR MYSELF.
you have the choice of walking away from me.
As I do. and if you do, that's you loss.
And if I do, its my loss too.
so let me ask. I'm okay with my anxiety, are you?"
"I'm anxious not broken.
some people walk on eggshells around me. i can see it when they move, their feet softly hitting the ground, hoping not to upset me or scare me in any way. I'm not a fragile bird with a broken wing that is going to ask you to help me. I don't need your help. Stop walking around me as I'm going to shatter with any sudden movements.
I'm not broken, I'm not cracked. I am a flawed human being trying to make it like everyone else is.
I don't want to be treated like a child who's scared of dark. I don't want to be cooed at so I don't cry in the middle of having an anxiety attack. I need you to let me freak the fuck out for two seconds. I promise you, I won't be mad at you when I collect myself but I need you to back the fuck up. My anxiety isn't something you can fix with your careful petty. My anxiety isn't going to deem itself unfit and just leave. My anxiety does not affect you so stop acting like it does and let be be an anxious mess.
Let me cry a bit.
My anxiety didn't break me. Its not going to. if anything, it put me back together after other things broke me
My anxiety gave me a,reason to be more aware of myself and less aware of you. I know it sounds harsh but its true, my anxiety taught me that sometimes I need to focus on myself FOR MYSELF.
you have the choice of walking away from me.
As I do. and if you do, that's you loss.
And if I do, its my loss too.
so let me ask. I'm okay with my anxiety, are you?"
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