Anime Anxiety Novels & Stories

Observing my restlessness and anxiety, Anya quickly reassured me, “The effects of the anesthesia will wear off soon. Don’t be so restless. Rest quickly! Everything will be fine when you wake up.” After that, Anya hurriedly went to check on Flora. Adults were feeling so uncomfortable it would be even worse for a child. As she was about to leave, I became even more flustered. “Anya, don’t go.” “I won’t go far. I am just going to check on Flora, and I will be back soon.” My eyes darkened, and a misty layer of tears appeared in my eyes, making me look like a child, feeling wrong. “Then come back quickly. I feel anxious when I can’t see you.”

Like I wasn't the same person who slept with my boss twice and couldn't seem to scrub him out of my mind no matter how hard I tried! I continued to eye the comments till I found another that had my attention. SunRay: "Queen, how do you deal with anxiety? I've been having a tough time lately. I can barely survive a face to face! It's like…the world is so big and I'm….so, so, so small!” “Oh, thats a struggle I know all too well,” I rubbed my forehead. “It's no piece of cake!”

The older stared at me for a long time, i felt anxious. "Am i being Melodramatic?" I asked softly. "No dear, you are troubled, you are very troubled Aurora. When you have a feeling that something bad is coming, when things have been good for too long, it's hard not to be anxious. The anticipation of the unknown can make you feel vulnerable and exposed, like you're standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the ground to crumble beneath your feet. You try to shake the feeling off, to convince yourself that it's just your imagination, but the unease lingers.

Dad just said something totally out of pocket that makes no sense. I feel my heart screaming, but I’m determined not to let that emotion out until I’m home. Back in my room, my plans for a new music video have faded like smoke. I gaze into the mirror, wiping away the tears trickling down my burning cheeks. I never let anyone know what's inside me, but that doesn't mean I’m not overthinking or struggling with anxiety disorder. Damn, I hate this feeling. I lie down in bed, pick up my phone, and open I*******m.

“Wow Em, tell us how you really feel. You should just talk to us. Damien is here. We don’t see you every day how are supposed to know.” “You shouldn’t. I get it, you get worried. But sometimes I wish you both would just back off. I’m not 15 anymore. I’m 20. You both make me out to be some fragile thing since they passed. I know, I have anxiety, I live with it. I do need you guys. It has been bad in the past, but if you both keep treating me like I’m one step away from snapping. I will.” “Ok we will. But the minute it gets hard like today you have to tell us. You can’t just run.”

Aana's eyes widened upon hearing him. "Aana? How?" "When I saw Pearl's anxiety attacks. It broke my heart. you're there for her that's why her health stabilised after a while but there are many humans outside who go through the same issues. They get anxiety attacks because of the traumas they face. I wanted to make an online platform where they can share their problem without any fear and absolutely without paying any fee. I want them to get healed from those traumas and live a better life" Aana got blanked after hearing everything.

“Nothing, really. It’s just the exam week and bunch of kids got sick these days. I'm just here for refill.” Her doctor wrote something on her records. “You can always tell me anything. This is your safe place. Well, if you’re hesitant, you can write it first. We’ll talk about it when you're ready. For now, you can take your anxiolytics at same dosage. And don’t forget blah blah blah blah.” Aiko was no longer listening. “Carmi, is…there such thing as collective schizophrenia?” “What made you ask?” The doctor was quick to respond.

Ananya's pov It had been three days , and my life had been more miserable. The nightmares were getting worse, and I was on sleeping pills. None in my family knows about it by the way. Hell, they didn't even know that my nightmares never ended, they just slowed down. But my condition is getting worse now, I have started to get panic attacks when I see fire.

She won’t care if I’m falling apart right now, she only cares that the show runs smoothly and makes her look good. Tomorrow feels like it’s going to be the death of me. I am wrought and strung out with nerves and I need Arry to call or text or just be there when I get home before I self-implode. I’m finding it harder as this show looms up to get a grip on my emotions and this is making me crazy. I have no way to self-calm or release this anxiety and my mind is like a chaotic warzone with all I have going on inside it.

But never in her wildest dreams that she dreamt of being the showstopper of this show. No! It's impossible for her! She can't do that! "Also I have some personal issues." Anastasia said that part in a low voice. She can't forget about her anxiety problems. What if she gets overwhelmed at the ramp and faints due to anxiety? That will be a disaster and the second hand insult will be the bonus.