Have you ever heard the term extroverted introvert? Well, that’s me to a t. People see me as someone that is loud, confident and comfortable in my mind and my body. But the truth is, anxiety runs deep in my blood and a lot of the time I fake it until I make it.

Someone close to me recently asked “what does anxiety feel like?” 

The best way I can describe anxiety is a dis-ease, it’s the feeling in the pit of your stomach or the back of your mind that something is not quite right and it never really goes away. The feeling you are not good enough or if you feel like you are for a moment then you should feel bad for feeling smug. 

Anxious people tend to keep ourselves so busy doing things because we are actually busy avoiding things.

We look after others or take on too much so that people won’t see us with our guard down.

We tend to talk too much or say too little, because we don’t want to say the wrong thing.

And worst of all, a lot of the time we kinda just want someone to listen to us for a change, to take on some of our burdens but because we are so busy acting like we are okay, everyone assumes we are and gives us even more to balance.

Is this vicious cycle sounding familiar to any of you? 

I did not create this blog because I have mastered how to tell that voice to shut the f*ck up. I have however learnt to listen to that voice that has been accompanying me for so long and learnt how to control it slightly better, rather than have it control me. I have popped that voice into the back seat rather than letting it take the wheel (cause let’s be real - it’s a shit driver).