It’s strange how the body can feel like it’s betraying you. One moment, you’re scrolling through emails, sipping your coffee, and then bam—your heart races, your chest tightens, your breath feels shallow, and you’re suddenly wondering if it’s a heart attack or just another one of *those* episodes. I’ve been there more times than I…
When I first packed my life into boxes and stared out at the unfamiliar skyline of a new city, I didn’t expect the knot in my chest to grow tighter with every passing day. New opportunities? Sure. But the creeping, ever-present feeling of anxiety? I hadn’t planned on that part. And if you’re going through…
I used to think anxiety was just about being nervous. Like, butterflies-in-your-stomach-before-a-presentation kind of nervous. But after a few years of grappling with it myself—and countless nights stuck in that exhausting mental loop—I realized it runs way deeper. If you’ve ever felt that invisible weight on your chest or that constant, gnawing unease that doesn’t…
There was a time when I didn’t even realize how brutally I was speaking to myself. I’d mess up one small thing at work or forget a commitment, and this inner voice would chime in with, “You’re so careless,” or “You always screw things up.” Over time, I began noticing that this constant stream of…
Last week, I found myself lying awake at 2 a.m., heart racing, mind running through every possible disaster that could happen at work the next day. The worst part? Nothing was even wrong. But that didn’t matter—because when your brain gets caught in a loop of constantly imagining worst-case scenarios, logic rarely stands a chance….
It’s weird how a single email, phone call, or envelope can turn a regular day upside down. Waiting for test results — whether it’s for a medical scan, a lab panel, or even something routine — somehow manages to stir up the kind of anxiety that doesn’t quite go away. I’ve been there more than…
Back when I was in my twenties, I missed an incredible opportunity to speak at a conference—one that could’ve boosted my career—because I was terrified of messing up. At the time, I didn’t know what to call it. I chalked it up to nerves, or maybe I just wasn’t ready. But looking back, it was…
Living alone has its perks — you get to control your space, binge whatever you want on Netflix, and no one judges your midnight cereal run. But if you’re someone who struggles with anxiety, solitude can also feel like both a blessing and a psychological battleground. I remember moving into my own apartment for the…
If you’ve ever sat down with a pen and a notebook, heart racing and head spinning, unsure whether to scream, cry, or hide, then you already understand why I started writing letters to my anxiety. At first, it felt ridiculous—talking to something that lived inside me. But over time, this little ritual became one of…