High Anxiety was a comedy by Mel Brooks. In real life anxiety isn’t funny. Here is the definition;
anxiety definition – Google Search
noun: anxiety; plural noun: anxieties
a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome.Doesn’t sound that bad but with the power of the mind it can be overwhelming, often about the littlest things.Yesterday I was at home with my son who was recovering from being sick. No big deal. A day at home with your kid, no stress, no big deal. Until the mind takes over and anxiety sets in. I felt trapped. I can’t get anything done (I didn’t have anything that needed to be done). I felt nauseous, headache and back ache. Miserable. I couldn’t get out. When will this day end? I felt a complete sense of helplessness, as I had no influence on what was to happen next. I couldn’t enjoy anything and had no control to change it. I withdrew into myself. No one would understand. All false and I know it was but the mind had taken control. Reality and common sense were suspended.This is from a person that doesn’t suffer from anxiety. I am generally a very optimistic person that looks forward to what’s coming next. For many this is a way of life. They spend all of their time in fear of what is coming. Feeling trapped with no way out and no end to their confinement. With my brief experience with anxiety, I can’t imagine those who live with it day in and day out. Imagine feeling absolutely no control. Feeling that all of your actions could not and would not change what happens next. Any more importantly, what happens next isn’t going to be good. Nothing to look forward to, nothing to work toward, simply the dread of the continuation of being trapped.
I am a fan of Rod Serling’s Twighlight Zone. One of my favorite episodes was of an advertising executive, a real type A personality, sitting in a waiting room. He was there by himself with no one to talk to. The clock on the wall slowly ticked off the seconds as he waited. And he waited, and he waited, only to discover that he had died and this was his reality for eternity, waiting in this room. His HELL. I imagine this is how those with anxiety feel.
So if you know someone who suffers from anxiety, be patient and understanding. They know their emotions may not be logical but they can’t control them. They are aware that their anxiety may not be rooted in reality but can’t shake the dread. They are trapped by their own mind. You’re not going to be able to “cheer them up” or “talk sense into them” their anxiety has taken control. Simply listen and be understanding as much as you can be.
Now if you’ll excuse me I need to think about the positive things I have to look forward to today.