Being told to take a deep breath while drowning under water is like telling somone that's having a panic attack to stay calm.
When you do under water photography with a full tank of oxygen you are told to only go down 100ft After you go further than that your air begins to be compressed and you intake more oxygen Thus leaving you 20 minutes before your supply of oxygen runs out and you're left 110ft down in the deep blue You are asked not to panic if your oxygen valve is cut off Stay calm you can't breath Stay calm you just took a gulp of salt water Stay calm you've lost all feeling in your body Stay calm you're sinking By all means stay calm Now you can feel the bubbles in your vains The very last supply of oxygen you have Trying to keep you alive It leaves you feeling faint as if you're intoxicated Well this isn't the high you were looking for
As a freshman in high school you're stressed out with the sudden new changes More classes More homework Less friends Less time Getting up in the morning is a drag You dare not look at your reflection because you know you'll only find someone who isn't you. Walking the halls with weights on your chest flinching at the laughing group of girls jumping at the bell Aware of every sound around you, alarming you of any and all possible worse outcomes You make it past your first two classes sitting alone at lunch You can feel the stares Compressed in your on bubble The large crowd causing cold sweats palms shaking blurred vision It's happening again loss of balance Everyone slows down Your body is paralysed and you can't hear your own screams You're told not to panic your body is in flight or fight mode It'll only last 20 minutes Stay calm hands are being wrapped around your neck Stay calm you only lost control of your body They told you not to pass 100ft now you have 20 minutes before your tank gives out
You only pushed yourself past the limit because you thought you'd be able to survive one lunch period without a panic attack 110ft below the ocean isnt that far you've only done this plenty of times But 1 to many is all it takes to be proven wrong
You see anxiety isn't cute It's not butterflies in your stomach Not akwarrd litlle giggles The reality is it's a demon or a shadow that follows your every move you can't run away from it because it'll only follow It's there when you wake up its there when you sleep It's there when you're trying to speak but your words get cut off
It's loosing all control in your body yet being aware of everything that's happening. You can't hear your own screams but you know they're there. Heart palpitations. Your breathing becomes as fast as your heart rate. You can't see the people staring but you know they're watching. You don't blame them, you don't know how to stop it either. Having a gun held to your chest and being told to run. Being told your free while being locked in a cell. Don't panic. Stay calm. "Anxiety, is that actually a thing?"
Anxiety is real I say this with caution why? Because the society we live in forces us to pretend we're perfect even though we all know we are not and if a "major flaw" such as anxiety evolves our life we shall not speak of it because you will be ridiculed and called unsettled or insane. They'll scream at you and tell you not to have a pity party. But all you ever wanted was a hand to lead you through. You see it's not a social norm to have a disorder especially a mental one. You're "normal" as long as you're indulged in studies and are focused on what college will accept you. Friends enemies and acquaintances you must have a social life. Its not right if you think its right to not worry what others perceive of you. You have to spend time with your family and enjoy it Or make time with your family and act is if you enjoy it. Put a smile on as you walk the halls. You wouldn't want to send negative vibes to your fellow classmates. Laugh at some jokes but not all. Even if you are overwhelmed in joy only show a percentage of it. Don't show much emotion but don't show to little or your teacher may accuse you of being apathetic. You can't make everyone happy. You can't fit these rules because you have a little demon picking at you called anxiety. Study? No. More like shove as much information that you can into your head until you have a mental breakdown You can't make friends because no one wants a friend who can't speak without stuttering. Spending time with your family is a weight on your chest. When will you inform them that their eldest child. Whose supposed to be a role model, is slowly drifting away becuase of an uninvited guest who forces themselves to stay Getting out of bed and going through the motions of school is more of a chore being careful not to trigger any panic attacks. You're trying to be normal to meet societies standards and maybe your own but when will you be given a chance to not stand alone but to stand together with others. Who are facing the same problem. Because 20% of teens are suffering from an anxiety disorder. You can question the standards because your life is at stake. You can reach out in hopes that you'll receive a healing hand. If only we can lower the black curtian we call 'normal' and accept the fact that not all fit this category.