I have
anxiety disorder...
I was diagonosed with it last year,
just after my Grandad died.
Most
people who don’t have
anxiety don’t get it. They
don’t know how it feels to
have your heart pumping out of
your chest and to be short of
breathe and not being able to control it,
or to feel like the whole world is
tumbling down on top of you and
you can’t fix it. They don't
get that it's not your
personality either, it just takes
over. But they have no idea how
badly we want to feel happy. To
have a real smile, not a fake
one. To not have to go through the day
feeling worthless.