This is How Anxiety Ruined Me

To be a person with anxiety, what is clear to me is that I am undeniably ugly and dumb such that I am beyond unlovable. It's hard to see my value. I struggle to find the sense of belongingness wherever I went.

Having an anxiety means having to doubt yourself ALL THE TIME. I have no confidence over things that I could possibly perfectly done. I feel inferior everytime I came across with someone smart and confident because I couldn't do just that.

Having an anxiety is having to deal with trust issues all the time. I neither trust myself or others so I end up living like everything is a lie. Every compliment is a lie and mock for me.

To have an anxiety is to live in fear and hate; it is living in an ugly world I so wanted to escape from.

To have an anxiety is to see your flaws exponentially increasing, overshadowing your own strength, and talents. It is to hate yourself because you are so weak and coward to fight back.

To have an anxiety is to watched yourself drown into the sea of your own weaknesses. Forgetting your own strength; forgetting exactly who you are.

I am in the process of learning the art of loving oneself.
I am slowly learning to believe what I thought was a lie. I am beautiful because I am fearfully and wonderfully made by our awesome Creator.

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