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Alizeh: "Oyee, why aren't the messages getting delivered to you" Alizeh: "And your number is coming out of reach" Alizeh: "Aee, listen naa" Alizeh: "Listen" Alizeh: "Just leave all of this" Alizeh: "Just tell me" Alizeh: "Are you happy?" Alizeh: "Tell me na yaar" After a while when I received her messages I replied - Varun: "No yaar, I am having anxiety!" Alizeh: "Babe shh it'll be fine, you just tell me why aren't you happy? And why are you having anxiety?"

Max’s posture mirrors mine. My anxiety and fear are coursing through me, but I can feel other emotions too, ones I’m not sure are mine. Anxiety, worry, nerves, joy, relief, resignation. It’s a fucking smorgasbord of feelings, and it’s overwhelming. It’s similar to the other day at training, and now I’m convinced not all of these feelings are my own. “What’s going on, baby? I don’t understand,” Max says gently. Zahra sighs, and the anxiety spikes.

Call me weird but it's for my mental health. Max's brilliant idea of creating me an I*******m account has brought me back in the dark whole of anxiety that social media causes. The reason I avoid social media, particularly I*******m, is because I get too fixated and obsessed with it and before right now I had managed to avoid all form of socials in my life.

“I said who are you or who sent you? Tell me” My teeth chattered in fear. My heart began to hammer against my chest. A feeling of dread creeping up the pit of my stomach. In between that fear was a great urge to laugh. The urge increased as I stared at the guy, whose face was blazing red with anger. I put my hand over my mouth using every muscle to stifle the laughter, which was trying to force it's way out of my mouth. Wait! Something is wrong with me. I'm in a big mess, afraid of what's looming, and yet, I'm also happy. Shit! Why the hell am I happy? Why the heck am I!!? I tried to keep my cool; tried to stop laughing, tried to behave normal but my brain kept on tingling. My mind!!! Where

he sighed Overwhelmed, I stood up and pulled him into a hug. Of course, Adam hugged me back tightly "We'll be together there "I smiled still hugging him ____________ MAYNA_ The more am trying to relax,the more my body keeps getting tensed. Am presently in my room as I paced around nervously. My body keeps itching me like crazy Am running mad right now ... "Damn it!!" I cried as I ruffled my hair like a mad wolf Okay....am anxious about two things right now and the first is the reply my dad's gonna give

Miss Layla askes for a stand and put Eros and Agape beside Distress Mask. I heaved a deep breath, cleared my mind and retained my smile. I won't be speaking here because I want to shame them but to share what I have felt and experienced during those times. And I hope this will help others to be aware. My goal is to spread awareness that depression and anxiety is not something to joke about. I want them to help others who's suffering right now. And if ever if one is right here, listening to me, I hope my words will give them strength to continue in living.

And that's why I ended up skipping out the rest of the day Wednesday. Jennifer said that Noah cleared my schedule for tomorrow to work on the presentation with him and Adam. The anxiety started to bloom in my chest as a delicious tension was building in my stomach. Psychology has found that people sometimes mislabel excitement as anxeity. So I just have to trick my brain into being extra excited about all of this. About seeing Adam after what happened in my office. About seeing Noah now that I know he's definitely PrinceCharming. And being excited instead of anxious for my me to jump not knowing if I'll fly high or fall to my doom below.

"St… Stop! There are other people present, too! Let me go!" Aaron looked at the two people next to him and thought it was funny. "Annie, you're worrying too much! Xante and Sunny are more annoying than us! They're not ashamed, so why should we be ashamed?" Xante was speechless.

My teeth are chattering, but I feel better now. It helps somehow, I have no clue why. The water's running and I keep my hands under the stream. I splash some more of it and now my whole front is wet, my hair sticking to my neck and forehead. Luckily, I rarely wear white shirts, cause that would be troublesome. Whatever is was and keeps happening to me out of the blue occasionally, has passed and I'm so relieved I relax against the cold restroom tiles. I try to keep breathing deeper, not caring the least how dirty I'm leaning is. Someone has scribbled "This is the strangest life I've ever known" on one of the stalls' doors. I smile at how relatable that is, and not just now. It's just that

"No. Not at first. I checked if you were responsive. You couldn't hear me at all, but your eyes weren't really closed." "Sorry." Jessi giggled again. "I kinda scared you, huh?" "Not really. So, cheese triggers it?" "And anxiety. Stress. Fast food, too, sometimes. 'Cause it messes with my gut bacteria." "Right." "It's hot in here." She heaved a sigh and hastily took off her sweater. "You think there's people downstairs already?" ×