A Narrative Poem About Anxiety
I remember when I had anxiety,
I'd try to act normal around friends and family
I’d put on a smile and pretend like
I was the happy Taimee they all knew
No one knew the pain I felt inside
How my body was being
Bombarded by strange bodily symptoms
How talking to people made me nervous
How driving on highways scared me
How I’d worry I might have some serious medical condition.
How I’d a feeling of dread about the future
How I’d feel empty each night wondering where was my life
And all the other worries which
Were running through my mind
A few times, I told some family and friends
What I was going through, yet I always regretted it
The usual reply was I should join a club, go to a gym
Or, worse still, to stop feeling sorry for myself
And pull myself together
You and I both know it’s not so easy
This is one of the worst parts of suffering from anxiety
No one understands you
Not your friends, your partner, your family…
Even when you go to a health professional
You still don’t get the understanding you’re looking for
The fact is, unless they’ve suffered themselves
No one will understand what
You are going through or been through
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