Relationships Quote #7071975
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the thing about having anxiety and depression is you begin to
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the thing about having anxiety and depression is you begin to doubt yourself even when you practice self-care. you cut people out of your life – toxic relationships, bad friendships, abusive parents – because you don’t want their presence to trigger or contribute even more to your depressive thoughts, but then your social paranoia kicks in and you question your actions. “what if i was the one who was wrong?” “what if i overreacted?” “what if they’re talking behind my back?” “what if they’re angry?” “what if they’re hurt?” “what if i’m the one who is a s.hitty person?” “what if nobody likes me anymore?” and basically you feel even s.hittier and worse than before you fought for your principles and stood up against someone you thought was treating you bad.
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Sade Andria Zabala
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posted February 2, 2017 at 11:17pm UTC tagged with relationships, mentalillness, selfcare, sadeandriazabala, quote
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