I struggle with severe anxiety— the kind that isn’t just nerves or overthinking, but something that consumes me. I’m a junior in college, and I’ve had anxiety for as long as I can remember, but lately, it’s become unbearable. It feels like my brain is stuck in survival mode, like I’m constantly running from something that isn’t there.
From the moment I wake up, there’s this pit in my stomach— heavy, gnawing, unshakable. Lying still feels impossible. My body won’t let me relax. It follows me through the day, this looming, relentless fear, as if at any moment, something terrible is about to happen. My heart pounds out of nowhere, sometimes 10, 20 times a day. My hands shake. I lose track of time. It’s like my body is screaming that I’m in danger, but there’s no danger— just me, trapped inside my own mind.
I try to stay busy because doing nothing feels unbearable. Basketball, friends, anything to distract myself. But even in those moments, anxiety lingers. I go to therapy twice a week. I take Prozac. But when the anxiety really takes over, I go completely mute. I pace my apartment, back and forth, unable to stop. I call my sister just to hear a voice that reminds me I’m not alone.
I’m not depressed. I love my friends, I stay active, I try to live my life. But this feeling— this overwhelming, suffocating sense of doom— is exhausting. It hijacks my sleep. Some days, I can’t eat at all because my stomach is in knots. Other times, I catch myself shaking just sitting still. Even in class, I can’t just sit and listen— I’m glued to the NYT crossword, just to keep my mind from spiraling.
I feel like I’m drowning in my own thoughts, and no one can see it. People just see how anxious I am, but they don’t get it. I just want to know— is there anyone else out there who feels this way? Am I really alone in this?