Books On Anxiety Christian Novels & Stories

It was scary, but for Christian, it seemed to be a walk in the park. So as not to seem like too much of a drama queen, I tried to calm myself down. But I had so much nervous energy inside me that I had to let it out somehow. I began to drum my fingers on my side of the car door. "Stop that too," Christan said again. I couldn't help it. I turned to him again. He was just sitting there in his perfect suit and polished shoes, and he looked quite…bored. The difference in our dispositions was so wide that I couldn't help but blurt out the thought in my mind.

I really don't. _________________________________ CHRISTIAN What is wrong with me. I'd thrown the slightest chance I'd had with her out the window. Why had I left her like that? My body feels like it's on fire as I breathe, my steps gradually slowing against the pavement. But even when I try to relax, my heart just doesn't seem to quit pounding so hard in my chest. Idiot. I didn't think I'd ever been this anxious, even with all my assassinations and missions.

"If there's anyone I want with me, Camilla, it's you." Jesus Christ! Someone had to help me because I was on the verge of becoming a homewrecker. But that was not even the problem, the problem was the fact that I didn't care! I could not take my eyes off him, not even when I asked the question. "Why?" He sighed and took his hand off mine. It felt as though I had been left bare and naked. "I suffer from severe anxiety attacks whenever I attend large events. I always take my pills along with me, but they don't help sometimes. This is an event I can't excuse myself from till it ends. That's why I need you, my doctor…"

She sought the guidance of loved ones, opening up to trusted friends and family who offered words of wisdom and support. With their encouragement, Christiana resolved to confront her fears, to acknowledge them without allowing them to define her. She embarked on a journey of self-discovery, seeking out resources and tools to manage her anxiety. She found solace in meditation, mindfulness, and journaling, allowing her thoughts to flow onto the pages, unburdening her troubled mind.

Rebecca, who was watching this all from a distance, could not help but feel worried about Hazel. She looked happy, and secure and was even enjoying it with him. She never expected that, though she knew Christian could attract her to no end like a siren’s call. A moment ago, she was scared and now in his arms, she was completely tension free. Not just her, but Christian, too. She was medicine for his overthinking and depression. She kept him away from anxiety and bad thoughts. While on the other hand, she felt his care and curiosity toward her which she craved.

" Christian asked the first question as soon as Aaron opened the door. "Sh--She is having a panic attack" Christian pushed him away and went inside only to find Aana laying on the sofa, breathing heavily. She was trying her best to remain conscious but it was getting out of her control with every passing second. Christian takes out an injection from his pocket. "Hold her hand" he muttered and looked at Aaron who was standing like a statue, seeing Aana like this. It's not only Aana who was losing grip on her life but he was also losing himself with her.

My panic attacks make me act like an insane person. "Let's go" Christian pulled me out of my thoughts. I look at him then bow my head and start biting my lower lip while fidgeting my fingers because of anxiety. "What happened?" He asked. I raise my head to meet his eyes. "No--Nothing" I shook my head negatively. "Why are you feeling nervous?" "How do you know I'm anxious?" I asked, looking at him dumb-headed, not able to figure out how he understood my every action and the things I wanted without saying anything as if he heard my unsaid words.

When one idea is not working shift your thinking to a different one. My daily routine now in order to cancel stress was to just read books on business and Christian literature. I searched for wisdom like a hungry man. I told myself that what if Solomon's wisdom came as a result of studying. I really did carry out much study. Paul says to Timothy 2 Timothy 2:15 Study to show thyself a workman not to be ashamed. That's what I started to do day and night. I read on Angels, Holy Spirit, marriage, salvation, forex trade and business in general. I did this for weeks that my mind was now in volume of much literature.

According to Christian what she feels is not strange so it should not be surprising that the girl, Dara going to get married must feel nervous and that is normal. That's not something to worry about according to Christian. "If you're feeling nervous that's normal. I'm sure it's very likely that girls feel the same way when they're in your position." For the second time Baby did the calming down, the girl went to take a deep breath and then let it out slowly and it worked well. Baby hugs Christian. "I'm grateful to have you, Christian." She releases her arms and smiles. Hearing Baby's words made the man smile too, Christian thought it sounded sweet and she liked that.

The pressure pressed on me like a heavy cloak I couldn’t shrug off. A sharp breath escaped as I massaged my head. “Are you really okay?” came another question that made me stare at Christian while sinking deeper into the couch. “Uhmm, I’m fine. Why are you so anxious about my well-being? I can take care of myself, you know,” I murmured. “I know you can, but if you need anything or feel a certain way, just tell me, okay,” he added, sitting up slowly. Holding his gaze while squinting my eyes, “Is there more to this?” I asked. He looked and sounded suspicious.