#how to write anxiety attacks

[padawansuggest]

13 yo Obi-Wan: You guys are keeping me captive 🥺

Jaster: Ob’ika, we are bringing you back to the temple to reunite with your people.

Obi-Wan: 🥺 then why am I in a cage?

Jaster: *looks pointedly at Jango covered in bite marks, bandages and a torn kute*

Jango: Jas’Buir, he’s really cute, the bites didn’t even hurt 🥺

Obi-Wan: Yeah, I’m just making friends 🥺

Jaster: *soul deep sigh* I am not letting you out of the cell so you can maul my ad again.

Jango: Buuuir, he’s just an ad’ika, lookit his ik’aad fangs, he won’t actually hurt me!

Jaster: You we’re begging me to get his fangs out of your wrist five minutes ago.

Jango: He’s just teething!!

Jaster: Jan’ika, I know you want to keep him, but he’s not even house broken yet.

Jango: Neither was I when you adopted me!! He’s chosen me! Lemme keep him!

Obi-Wan: 🥺 I will be a good boy if you stick your fingers in my enclosure 🥺

Jaster: *physically holding Jango back* No. We will revisit this when the baar’ur has given him a Xanax omfg- *dragging Jango out of the ship hold*

#and that’s how Jango adopted a baby 🥰 #star wars #obi wan kenobi #incorrect star wars quotes #jaster mereel #jango fett #Obi really liked Jango but being lost gave him anxiety and Stewjoni anxiety means I BITE YOU I BITE YOU I BITE YOU #and Jaster is the only one comprehending that rn #basically Obi can’t consent to an adopting at the exact moment so he’s tryina stop Jango from being an idiot till the kid got a Xanax in hi #those notes added later cause I literally stopped in the middle of the sidewalk on the way home to write this #it’s also based off that one scene in Futurama where Zoidberg keeps attacking Amy while in heat #fool me seven times shame on you fool me eight or more times shame on me #but Jango is too enamored with the baby to step back he’s a chew toy now

[carpetbug]

marinette almost getting akumatized into a motherfucker named PANIC physically pains me. oh my god it hurts. like i’m literally going to write a whole essay on it painful. like i can’t stop thinking about it. it’s just so important to me? it’s so real? i don’t know too many words so little brain. something something seeing one of my favorite characters reflect those same terrifying, uncontrollable, and overwhelming moments of just fear it just. i don’t know. it makes me feel so small yet seen? like yeah i have this panic but so do so many others? GOD I DONT KNOW I NEED TO WRITE THIS OUT

#carpetbug talks #akumanette #panic #as someone with bad anxiety #and panic attacks that literally make me forget how to breathe #it’s just so so sooo good #literally can’t put it into better words #literally while watching that episode i freaked the hell out #like ogh. okay. no i’m totally fine. just marinette being named panic. just fucking panic #that is. just so oh my godddddd to me #AND THEN WE NEVER GOT TO SEE BER? IM SUING?? #headcanon that she doesn’t speak bc if ur able to like make actual words while having a panic attack i am so jealous of you #shit man maybe i need to draw and or write some akumanette!panic shit

[wooandthesun]

[21:56] yeosang

“can i kiss you?” 4/8

tw anxiety attack, derealisation, argument

“there are a lot of things you shouldn’t have said… that you let slip out, you know?”

the shiver in your voice was deceptive; you were more shaken than you let on. the sigh that escaped yeosang, that you read as seemingly out of either hopelessness or annoyance certainly did not help your cause. you threw him a second-long glance, catching it to hurl it towards the messy bedsheet when you met nothing but the back of his head. his hair was messy; a rare sight for an afternoon, and an even clearer indication that your argument just hours before wasn’t trivial at all.

and it genuinely wasn’t.

“we have to talk,” you tried to negotiate. because this is when people always leave, you wanted to add, but didn’t. yeosang’s head turned, startling you with a frown that was barely there, but you could tell it was getting harder for him to suppress.

“i don’t think we’re in the right headspace to talk, y/n,” he breathed out, maintaining the distance between the two of you. you were centimetres away, but the gap seemed to widen the longer you stared at the folds of the white bedsheet.

“that’s what you always say,” you spoke, more out of desperation rather than mockery. you wondered if you should’ve kept quiet afterwards though, seeing as yeosang seemed a little taken aback from your response.

“that’s not true,” he replied.

he probably had more to say, and he probably was speaking right then and there, but you were too out of it to actually take in whatever he was saying. you weren’t sure if the bedsheet was changing colours and getting brighter, or if it was just your vision turning white, making you see flashes of white nothingness. was it just you or were the cars outside the window getting faster and much louder? what was this strange sensation, this odd feeling that seemed to tell you nothing was real?

“y/n?”

yeosang was still frozen in place, staring at your figure; the blank stare you held, thrown on the bedsheet. it took him a heartbeat or two to realise that you were out of it. as soon as he did, he approached you, taking you into his arms, jolting you awake from your state of daze.

it was only after the hug that you let a whimper slip out, though you were pretty sure it was only due to a mixture of both disbelief and uncomfortableness that came from having not experienced an anxiety attack in so long. you let yeosang pat your back soothingly as he cooed, whispering apologies and words of comfort by your ear. gradually, your heartbeat seemed to slow down and sync with his.

“i’m oka-“

“i’m sorry,” he muttered, placing a kiss to the top of your head. “i love you,” he added, placing another kiss to your forehead.

“i’m okay,” you said, though your hands were still shaking. he finally found the courage to look you in the eye, but he couldn’t hold his gaze for too long. he pulled you in for another hug. “i’m sorry i scared you,” you added, but he shook his head.

“no, you did nothing wrong,” he spoke up, looking you in the eye this time. his hand reached up to caress your cheek before he placed his forehead onto yours, closing his eyes as he asked, “can i kiss you?”

you let a chuckle slip and nodded, albeit being shaky. yeosang placed a careful and gentle kiss to your lips, and, although not all at once, your tremors seemed to melt away, slipping into the closed gap; the seemingly never ending bedsheet distance that disappeared with the lovers’ quarrel.

#sorry if this is all over the place </3 #this is how my anxiety attacks feel btw i’m not writing from presumptions i’m writing from experience sadly :( #ateez imagine #ateez au #ateez x reader #kpop imagine #ateez timestamp #ateez fanfic #ateez timestamps #sun: yeosang #yeosang imagine

[ilkkawhat]

9.16 Turn, Turn, Turn

#csiedit #csi cbs #nick stokes #george eads #george eads thirst club #mk.op #mk.gifs #mk.edit #csi 9x16 #there are a lot of things i miss about 2018/2019 #but one of the things i miss the most was when i would have a few days off work #and just...do so much #whether it was creative endeavours or taking walks or idk cleaning? did i clean back then? #instead this entire weekend has just been one big anxiety attack?? #not even 9am yet and i already feel like i'm wasting today #(not because i'm making gifs but rather because i'm not writing or doing something else of value) #keep dreaming about work to the point where it's merging with my dreams about video games #keep drowning in intrusive thoughts that just won't stop #and god i'm tryin but i don't know how to just be better #this really does feel like a new low in my depression #and i know it's probably just the weight gain i'll be scrutinized for at the doctor tomorrow which...more anxiety #and i know i should just try doing a journal instead of this shouting into the void #there's just something about typing in the tags that idk. helps but doesn't?

[whorejolras]

found the first ever les amis fic i wrote & published (& then took down before i finished it) back in 2015. i went looking for it when i started writing fic again last year and couldn't find it anywhere and stumbled across it today.

#it's messy e/r and was called crave you bc it's inspired by the song #it's jealous mean enjolras and poor little meow meow grantaire #it's of it's time. there's leggings and skinny jeans #there's my 19 year old not knowing the difference between alcohol dependence alcholism and binge drinking #it's early 20s house party uni students amis #it's courfhan and can't decide if eponine likes combeferre or cosette bc it keeps changing lmao my bi ass couldn't choose #but also grantaire/combeferre and ferre calling r good boy while guiding him out of an anxiety attack i??? wow me #and it's the one that i started writing but then combeferre crept up on me somewhere in the plot so i had to go write an e/r/c one instead #anyway if u remember it no you don't but i'm glad i found it i can see how much i've improved lol so much #mine #edit THEYRE PLAYING CARDS AGAINST HUMANITY so if it's time

[legend-of-zelink]

I just tried writing a little fan fiction but somehow I gave Link depression and anxiety but I don’t know how that happened because I went into this with the plan of writing some fluff. I think this says something about me…

#poor link is having a whole panic attack and I don’t even know how I got here #it was supposed to be fluffy I swear! #this is like the seventh time this has happened to me #maybe this is why I stopped writing for a decade #I was hopping Zelink would get me out of it #but who am I kidding Zelink is ALL angst #maybe that’s by fate to just be an angst writer #dang it I’m probably going to give Zelda anxiety too! #I had the most wholesome monologue thought out in the shower and now I’m writing it and it’s just angst #is there something wrong with me? and I THE PROBLEM?! #yeah probably

[field-s-of-flowers]

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#It’s 1:40 am and I’m on tumblr #Maaaaaaaaybe having an anxiety attack #Either way I cannot sleep #Someone tell me how to go to sleep #Everything hurts and I feel nauseous and a little dizzy #Im gonna maybe do some writing but I needed to vent or smth #Can someone send me virtual hugs or something. Idk I’m a little freaked out rn #I can see outside my window and idk if it’s a street lamp or the moon

[hopefullyababe]

like i dont think i have adhd. but something abt the fact that 3 of my direct relatives have diagnosed adhd, my brain feels like its thinking about 3 things at once most times of the day, i rarely finish projects ive started, i never feel entirely focused on one thing, i feel as though im full of restless energy but im always exhausted, i make impulsive decisions that i dont think through, im incredible impatient, i have a hard time sitting in silence or sitting and doing nothing, and i am struggling ALOT in school right not but pretending im not kinda makes me a little fucking suspicious!!!

#daphnes talking again #negative vibes #FUCKING SCREAMS #literally so fucking bad at this whole school thing #how does anyone balence their school life and their actual life #i feel like i need to put all of my energy into school for me to be able to get passing grade #it feels like everyone else is doing fine! #like everyone else can sit down and pump out a b+ paper in an hour. and i cant. #it takes me months. it takes me so fucking long to write anything. #i hate writing papers #i hate it. it makes me feel stupid #everyone else can sit down to write without having an anxiety attack about it why cant i. this is stupid

[somebody-already-took-this-url]

Currently writing ch5 of my mumbroom fic! Angst angst angst lesbianism autism angst gay pining aaaaand more angst.

#I’m sat here writing it and reading it over and I’m like. Damn girl calm tf down and be less angsty #mara.txt #remedial witchcraft for non-magicals #like Hecate needs to slow down she is gonna anxiety attack herself into an early grave. heart attack by pretty woman #Hecate google search be like: why am I like this. how to stop being so gay. what is this feeling #how to not fall in love with the first pretty blonde woman who smiles at me. #<- this one is sooo real and so valid tho like me to bbg (me and Hecate are the same person btw I’m just in love with her bc I have npd)

[ravagercherri]

thinking about deleting because I’m just so????

#I’m literally like??? o we here crying because AGAIN another one of mutuals blocked me??? #I went to go check like the status of a starter ( which we previously discussed ) and re sent it to them the other day because I #I totally forgot if they saw it or not #because y know how the tagging system on this site works #and I find out that they blocked me???? #I hate when this happens because it makes me literally just stop writing on her altogether like??? #sorry this is so negative but it just keeps happening and I don’t even know what I’m doing wrong!!! #I literally spoke to them like two weeks ago and they said I can send them a starter???? #and it’s like ?!! THEYRE MUTUALS WITH A LOT OFNPEOPLE ALWAYS AND I JUST ??? #If I ever do something wrong or say something WRONG PLEASE TEL ME!!! #im having such an anxiety attack over this ???

[trans-leek-cookie]

can someone teleport me to the poolrooms and shoot me so my blood is staining the pristine tiles and water. Nothing should be alive there

#Jesus Christ I just realized that ur cells might temporarily live on after You The Person die. Like i guess it depends on what counts as #Alive but even when ur heart stops I'm guessing ur red blood cells might stay active???? Not to mention the bacteria in your gut #Me: wouldn't it be so cool if there was blood in the poolrooms bc they're so surreal and pristine and the blood would both break that #And yet be perfectly fitting moreso than any living being? Wouldn't that be cool? #(realizes that even after ur brain shuts off your cells probably won't die in perfect sync and some might survive even briefly after YOU di #And that's what causes some sort of existential anxiety attack) what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck #Seriously though sorry if I sound like an edge lord but i want to put blood in the poolrooms bc it sounds so beautiful. The red blue #Contrast and the staining of the tiles itches my brain just right. It's not something you could make a story about it's something you have #Take on it's own. Like you have to let it be an image whether written or drawn it can't be (primarily) a story. Like there's an implied #Story (who took a gun into the poolrooms) but you have to prioritize the spectacle rather than the series of events #Does this make sense? Writing about someone being teleported to and murdered in the poolrooms is fine but #The simple... It's not shock but the way a dead body with deep red blood either laying on the tile or floating in the pool #There's a story but the story pales in comparison to the single snapshot of the moment. I should've been a fish #Like a pufferfish with a beak so I could eat clams I saw a pufferfish eat clams in person one time and it was fuckin incredible literally #Life-changing. It's just like ok. Yeah ok thats right that's how it's supposed to be. I understand now

[musicalchaos07]

I need all 3 of u that are invested to know I've spent the rest of the day thinking about that Jancy Emma AU and how I would formulate it

#i don't love this for me #but IMAGINE #nancy overconfident after her role in getting Robin & Vickie together deciding to take Chrissy under her wing and get her a bf #and deciding chrissy CAN'T POSSIBLY date Eddie #so she tries to set her up with Steve who obvs likes Nancy #this ends poorly but nancy doesn't let up #and jonathan the whole time is like DUDE maybe don't? #and Argyle is our frank and Eden is Jane and Nancy at one point is like DO I HAVE A CRUSH ON ARGYLE/OMG DOES ARGYLE LIKE ME #which Jonathan is like literally like he likes someone else #and nancy (our beloved) is like lmao no I'm never wrong #and Nancy brings Chrissy to Argyle for weed after an anxiety attack and she thinks chrissy likes Argyle #at some point they find out about eden and argyle and Nancy thinks chrissy's gonna be devastated #and THEN chrissy is like idgaf about argyle and eden I like jonathan #and nancy is like OH MY GOD I LOVE JONATHAN #<- Full Cher in front of the fountain #and jonathan is like sorry about argyle & eden #and Nancy is like I do not care but also idk how to act #AND THEN WE GET IF I LOVED YOU LESS I MIGHT BE ABLE TO TALK ABOUT IT MORE FROM JONATHAN #... i'm gonna end up writing this huh #i hate this for me #jancy #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers

[didsomeonesayventus]

For the work in progress game, what about the word love?

"I love the Divine One. I think I'm in love with- with him. And I do NOT mean in a godly way." Alcryst finally admitted. He groaned again, resuming his pacing, hands grasping at his hair judging by his vague silhouette, “I-I’m so selfish! W-who am I to think about him that way?! Really, Pandreo, this- this must be some sort of- of- sacrilege?! Heresy?!”

nothing like waking up and having a panic attack and crisis of faith realizing that you have a big fat crush on god right

(not pictured, Pandreo trying to figure out if Divine Dragon Church 101 prepared him properly for these sorts of questions)

#katie rambles #katie writes #i think its fun to subject poor pandreo to a teenager dragging him to the confessional w/ an anxiety attack realizing he's crushing on god #(god is crushing on him back so all's well that ends well but pandreo vc alcryst remember how to breathe for the sake of the divine)

[merevide]

i should drop out of this theatre class i do not want to do this project every time i have to present something i will DIE like actually

#i’m fine with writing but presenting / recording a video of myself. i don’t want to #i know she’s gonna present it to the class and i’m gonna be sick #do i say smth to her bc ik i’m gonna have to do presentations but i actually feel like my organs are gonna melt and i’m gonna have an asthma #attack like. idk. i have nerves. aka anxiety #how would i even explain it. yeah there’s this dread in me. #or what if i ask and she says that i have no reason to be anxious. lemme just record the video and hope for the best atp my god HELP ME #i’m such a fucking freak. be normal. this is eating me alive #why am i even in this class i’m so quiet and fucking anxious all the time. good god #my text

[synonymouslyyours]

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#vent #someones giving me a referral for an internship and im so grateful buts its happening so damn fast and i cant get this goddamn cover letter #its my first time writing a cover letter now that i have actual experience to draw upon and its such a different skillset than #the bullshit i wrote before #and youd think it would be easier but i am just so overwhelmed and cannot handle this #i found out about the internship monday. met with the guy for the referral tuesday. and so he wants my materials to recommend on wednesday #but its 5am and i dont have it done yet and im scared ive already fucked this up because i shouldve tried harder but im just freaking out #cuz i still havent done my homework and i still havent done any of my grading work for 17 fucking students and i need to interview peopl fo #project management stuff in the next couple days and i need to fix my class schedule by thursday and its rosh hashana on friday night and i #just cant do it all im not managing to do any of it #but this is huge opportunity the internship is at a great company and its 50 bucks an hour which is crazy and this guy is a great connectio #which i dont have for any other opportunity so #i dont know if i can afford to fuck this up and i just need to get it done but i just cant i just cant do it and i tried to schedule a #career advising meeting but theyre all taken until THURSDAY and the guy really likes proactive people and hes for sure going to have a #lowered opinion of me for not being able to get a cover letter done which is supposed to only take 15 minutes #so im fucked and i fucking hate everything im just so goddamn done with how stressful everything is even when good things are happening lik #whats the goddamn point #ok i think im having an anxiety attack

[grayintogreen]

I’m 15k into Chapter 31 of YCDHN and I’ve finished 3/5 scenes. When I say this chapter is going to be long… oh boy.

#every day I flash back to that time someone was like I get anxious if chapters are over 4k #and I’m like if I break my outline to make a shorter chapter does it really matter #because I’m not breaking my outline #the chapters are as LONG AS THEY HAVE TO BE #but my anxiety is always so fucking bad that someone is gonna be like #30k chapter??? #who does this bitch think she is??? #and rage quit #which like okay that’s on them but it scares me #and there is literally no way to adjust the other chapters in this arc #it’s a very psychological slow burn arc that deals with a lot of stuff that’s gone unresolved #anyway I’m just having a panic attack why would anyone look at an update of a fic they like and go #UGH ITS HOW LONG??? #you can’t deny high noon #my writing