Novel & Cerita Unscramble Anxiety

And the panic and anxiety settled in. ━━━━━━

"I've been losing control lately, and it's getting worse... I took a risk, and now I'm seeing the consequences." "Stop talking like that!" I raise my voice, feeling my blood bubbling and my heart beating desperately against my chest. I scratch my throat and chest... this anxiety threatens to tear me apart entirely. "Can't you use normal words like a normal person?" "Well, what can I say, Scarlett? I'm not a normal person." He looks offended, and my chest hurts from having sounded so harsh. "I'm trying to reason about it, but you don't want to understand."

Razor rubbed his thumb gently and understandingly over Malia's hand, trying to soothe her as tears began to build in her emerald eyes. Scar straddled his bike whilst he sucked desperately on a cigarette. His anxiety was getting the best of him. He found himself fidgeting and subtly bouncing his knee trying to ease his train wreck of a head. It wasn't that he was scared, Scar wasn't scared of anything, he was just nervous that he would lose control in a place that wouldn't understand him. He would never hurt anyone without reason, except when he falls into the black abyss of his own loneliness, anxiety and tragic history.

But I was beyond reason, my anxiety spiraling out of control. I took a step back, my chest heaving with exertion, and examined the door more closely. It was as if it had been sealed shut, impervious to my energy. A sense of unease crept over me, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. Why was I being trapped? And by whom? Alessia's voice cut through my thoughts, "We need to conserve our energy. We don't know what's on the other side of that door." I nodded, taking a deep breath as I tried to calm my racing heart. But my anxiety lingered, refusing to be silenced.

"So tell me, why the rush? You might have a bad breakup, but I doubt you would flee countries to stop yourself from seeing him again. I don't understand what is so crushing about the articles that it makes you want to leave. Help me." "I don't understand either." She lied. "I am...I got anxious." "For what? It's not the people." "No." "Then it's you." Her head snapped up, "Me?" "You are who is making you anxious. Probably from that life, you don't like to talk about, right?" "I..."

Their children also help, and I've become close to most of them, so I feel like a big sister. Jelena keeps pushing me to get out and try to find my mate, but a big part of me doesn't want to lose the only family I've ever known. I'm scared of being out in the world alone. However, that's not the only thing that I'm afraid of. I'm terrified if I leave, they'll forget about me, and once again, I'll be unwanted. That's one of the worst feelings in the world, feeling like no one wants you or cares for you.

I would never admit the only reason I spent an hour to look for it was because of the anxiety and need to be active when I woke up. "You can probably get a new one in class. Or we can share." Alax joked. We both knew he wasn't in my class. I mean it was a weird day because alot of my classes had new faces in them and alot of missing Goddesses. "You aren't in my next class but nice try." I said as I pointed another fry at him. My legs needing to move was annoying me. "Do you think someone spelled me or something. I woke up really anxious." I absentmindedly said as I pushed my legs together to get them to stop. It felt like my body had a mind of its own and my mind was in over drive.

Temperance Anxiety. My anxiety can go from one to ten in a matter of seconds. One minute I can be fine. The next, I'm on the ground shaking, trying to get the oxygen into my lungs. Anxiety is like a monster. It's a monster that doesn't go away. It's a monster that attacks you whenever it wants because it doesn't care about what you think. I say I need to go to the restroom for stomach problems. It's not the stomach problems everyone is thinking about.

That was the moment when all the tangled up uncertainty in my head unravelled, replaced by anxiety heavily tinged with fear. The note tucked in the waist band of my underwear was soon going to be a secret no more. He would know my plans and everything that I had worked so far would all go to waste just because of my sheer stupidity and lack of internal cohesiveness. Just a few more inches of distance and everything would tumble over like a house of cards blown away by a mere whistle of wind.

Christian "Will you please drive a little faster?", I yell at the cab driver as I can't be able to find Ivanna on call. Her number is unreachable and Auntie's also. My heart is pounding with all the negative thoughts. I keep trying her number. "Please drive faster or else let me drive", I am literally out of control. I just hope she is fine. Anxiety is taking over me with every passing second. I'm trying my best to erase all the negative thoughts from my mind but all are in vain. If something happens to her again, I'll literally go crazy, I'll lose my senses.