What anxiety really feels like…
Anxiety is different for everyone - let me start with that. The way I may feel it, may not be how others feel it. So let me share with you a poem I wrote about anxiety and what it truly feels like to me, personally.
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Anxiety
I hate you
I hate everything about you
I hate how you make me feel like
I am in a closed space with no air
You are a jail cell
You trap me in a place that is
as dark as a black hole
You imprison me without a way out
I am as trapped as a bird in a cage
You are vile
You make me feel as cursed
as Egyptian maleditions
This should be nothing but sinful
I do not deserve this feeling of panic
You are sickening
Time stops as fast as a lightning
bolt strikes the earth’s grounds
Life stops for me and I am left
Stranded in a world alone
You are atrocious
You make me feel as depressed
as those who want to end their life
I get nauseous and dizzy, the room
Becomes real as it spins and dances
You are hurtful
My breathing stops as quick
as a runner moves from the starting line
to the finish line
My heart slows down as my breathing stops
I hate you
I hate how you make me feel
As though I am going to die
Of a heart attack on spot
I hate you
I hate what you do to me
I hate how you prevent me
From asking people questions
I hate you
I hate how you make me feel
As though I need to separate
Myself from society so I am not annoying
I hate you
I hate how you control me
Everyone has a demon
It just so happens that you are mine
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I wrote this awhile back and every time I reopen it, I’m just like: “yep, I was having anxiety when I wrote this.” 😅 I actually wrote this for a creative writing class a long time ago. It’s one of my favorite pieces I’ve written.
Anxiety feels like darkness to me. Like a battle within a battle. What does it feel like for you?
Anxiety is a deeply personal experience that varies widely from person to person, as highlighted in this evocative poem that shares one individual’s inner battle with this condition. For many, anxiety can feel like being trapped in a dark, suffocating space with no clear escape, much like the metaphor of a jail cell or a black hole used in the poem. This imagery effectively conveys the overwhelming sense of confinement and helplessness that anxiety often brings. What this poem really captures is how anxiety affects both mind and body. Symptoms like nausea, dizziness, and difficulty breathing mirror real physiological reactions that people with anxiety frequently endure. The sensation of time slowing or stopping and feeling isolated from the world are common yet often misunderstood experiences that can intensify those feelings of panic and fear. On a psychological level, anxiety may generate a sense of self-doubt and social separation, as the poem describes the reluctance to engage with others out of fear of being a burden or annoying. This highlights the often hidden social impact of anxiety disorders that can severely affect relationships and daily interactions. It's important to recognize that anxiety is not a sign of weakness or a personal failing but a widespread mental health challenge faced by many. Different therapeutic approaches, such as cognitive-behavioral therapy (CBT), mindfulness practices, and sometimes medication, can be effective tools for managing symptoms and regaining control. Sharing personal narratives like this poem helps foster greater empathy and understanding around mental health. It can encourage others who are struggling in silence to feel less alone and more empowered to seek support. If you resonate with these feelings, reaching out to mental health professionals, support groups, or talking openly with trusted friends or family members can be crucial first steps toward healing. Remember, anxiety is a complex condition with many faces — a "battle within a battle," as described — and every person's story adds valuable insight into this often invisible struggle. Opening up and exchanging experiences can make the path forward less daunting, promoting connection, acceptance, and hope.


For me, anxiety feels like my mind is running way faster than my body. My thoughts spiral, my chest gets tight, and even simple things suddenly feel huge.