Hey lovelies 💕,
This blog post will be about a picture and a poem written by myself. So I never shared such an emotional picture of me crying but I just felt the need to do it. I have never been this vulnerable. The picture where I’m smiling on the left was taken yesterday afternoon. The other picture on the right where I was crying was taken last night. I was crying last night and feeling like I couldn’t cope with life. I keep being so anxious about getting one of my wisdom teeth pulled out. I really have to face this fear. I’m also on my period and not feeling that well. I’m also keep thinking about that I don’t have a job because of feeing anxious. These two pictures are just taken within a few hours of difference. I will now write a little poem about these pictures.
This is what anxiety looks like
Suffering from anxiety is being anxious but still smiling.
Suffering from anxiety means crying.
Suffering from anxiety is feeling nauseous.
Suffering from anxiety is having constant worries.
Suffering from anxiety is overthinking all the time.
Suffering from anxiety is feeling dizzy.
Suffering from anxiety is being afraid to die during a panic attack.
Suffering from anxiety is being afraid to leave your home.
Suffering from anxiety is cancelling plans with your friends.
Suffering from anxiety is not knowing what is wrong.
Suffering from anxiety is constant living between escaping your fears or facing them and feeling anxious.
Suffering from anxiety is being tired of feeling anxious all the time.
Suffering from anxiety is a hell.
Suffering from anxiety is being afraid of searching for a job or going to school.
Suffering from anxiety is being afraid of doing daily things.
Suffering from anxiety means feeling your heart beating fast.
Suffering from anxiety is hard because it’s an invisible mental illness.
Suffering from anxiety is not something choose.
Suffering from anxiety is an illness which you have to fight every day with.
I just wanted to write this poem because it’s related to these pictures. Having anxiety or any other mental illness or invisible illness is hard because you don’t see the illness. Just because someone is smiling doesn’t mean they are happy. They can feel anxious or be depressed. You don’t know what someone is going through. I also hide my anxiety behind my smile. People always assume I’m happy and that’s draining me. I just smile and laugh a lot because it’s part of my personality.
Of course, I’m also happy at times but there are also times I’m not and I still smile because that’s part of who I’m. I just want to let you all know that it’s important to not judge someone by their looks. Ask them how they are really feeling and be there for that person. They need your support. We are all in this together 💪💕
Thank you all for reading this blog post and poem. Could you relate to it? Do you also smile because it’s part of your personality? Did you like my poem? I would love to know your thoughts. I will speak to you all in my next blog post.
Much love 💕,