Your anxiety is not my anxiety

I started writing this post a couple of months ago, but decided not to finish it because it came off too ‘special snowflake’ or a dig on other types of anxiety (which it definitely isn’t) but my good friend Aisling posted recently about atypical depression and how it differs from typical depression, and I realised that it’s important we talk about how things affect us differently purely on the off chance that someone sees them and thinks “ah!”. Not everyone experiences mental health in the same way, so here it is, this is my anxiety…

Anxiety seems to be the topic of choice right now. I can’t go five minutes on any social media platform without seeing articles, blog posts and comic strips about it. It’s great! It’s raising awareness of a very real Thing that I was basically oblivious to until one day I suddenly realised that the Thing I felt had a name. Yay!

Except the problem is that all these blog posts and pseudo-articles and comic strips all seem to follow the same theme: “10 reasons your friend doesn’t want to come out to play”, “Here’s why your mate keeps cancelling all your plans”, “Your anxiety-ridden pal just wants to hide at home under the duvet”, “5 reasons you can’t make a phone call” … and so on.

And yes, each of these refer to different symptoms of anxiety but these pieces are generally specific to social anxiety, and that isn’t all there is to anxiety. It’s not my anxiety.

My anxiety doesn’t stop me from going out with friends. In fact, it pushes me to socialise as a much needed distraction but often then results in me over-analysing friend’s behaviour to look for clues as to whether or not they really like me. And, if we’re socialising outside of the house, it causes me to constantly assess my surroundings and the people nearby in case of Some Big Disaster.

My anxiety doesn’t stop me from making phone calls, it just causes me to spend hours afterwards wondering why I said That and not This and, especially in a professional context, causes me to question the entire conversation and whether or not they’ll want to work with me ever again. (Ironically, this has caused me to withdraw from clients causing the breakdown of a great working relationship anyway.)

My anxiety doesn’t cause me to avoid strangers and public interaction — I will play up to a crowd — but it does cause me to freeze or shut down when offered even the most basic of choices. I can’t go into a Subway and ask for a sub as I get ‘analysis paralysis’ and start to panic … over whether or not I want salad on a fucking sandwich?

My anxiety doesn’t rule out crowded places, but it once crippled me on the tube because I saw someone who looked like a person from my past. My anxiety lets me wear outfits verging on obscene to command attention but doesn’t like me being the first person to walk through a door.

My anxiety isn’t every day, and it isn’t even every period, but it is real, doctor-diagnosed anxiety. And it is my anxiety.

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7 comments so far

  1. Clem said:
    On March 24, 2017 at 6:09 pm

    Mental illness manifests itself so differently in everybody! My anxiety started as mostly social, but it’s developed into more of a generalized anxiety. I manage it pretty well with medication and healthy habits, but it’s something I’ll always deal with. I don’t really understand articles that try to explain/rationalize anxious behaviours, because anxiety is inherently illogical. I know that, too, but it doesn’t make it any easier.

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  2. MrsB @ Mind over Matter said:
    On March 27, 2017 at 9:11 am

    I am too a fairly well functioning anxiety sufferer. I just really do not ever talk on the phone, that’s one thing I cannot do. And I get these fast-paced action-movie like scenarios of my kids getting injured or dying flashing in front of my eyes once in a while and I just have to breathe and sing lalalalalalalala to myself (usually silently ;) until they go away.

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    • Jem said:
      On March 29, 2017 at 2:42 pm

      I’ve never experienced that kind of parenting related anxiety and I’m super glad for that, because I get upset enough if one of them cries (or indeed any child cries!) I can’t imagine what I’d be like if I spent half the time imagining scary scenarios too :/

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  3. Echo S. said:
    On March 28, 2017 at 8:15 pm

    I usually refuse to go to places where they make a line and you tell them how to assemble your food. I cannot decipher what they’re saying and the person behind me often gets annoyed because I don’t know what they have! When I have to go I just get chips and guacamole : /

    I’ve dealt with anxiety my whole life. Sometimes challenging it can be an adrenaline rush, though. That part is kind of cool : )

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    • Jem said:
      On March 29, 2017 at 2:44 pm

      ” I cannot decipher what they’re saying and the person behind me often gets annoyed because I don’t know what they have!”

      That’s exactly it – that’s the crux of the issue. It’s weird for me because I’m so “don’t give a crap” about inconveniencing people usually ;)

      I agree with you about challenging the anxiety though. Maybe 2017 should be the year I buy a subway sandwich.

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  4. Anna said:
    On April 1, 2017 at 10:39 pm

    Totally sharing this because YES to all of it. My anxiety causes me to automatically jump to WORST CASE SCENARIO whenever I get ANY kid of news. I’ve been in counseling for YEARS and this still happens. I have better ways to cope now but it still happens every single time. I’m great in crowds and awesome on phone calls but if I find a harmless skin tag on my dog I assume it’s cancer and he’s going to die. If my boss asks for a quick meeting later in the day I assume I’m being fired but all he really wants is to give me more work because he knows I’m great at taking on last minute tasks. It makes life SO FUN. Only not really.

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