A comic about people and anxiety
i cry everytiem
to those that have anxiety, I know this is easier said than done, but I live with anxiety. not me personally, but my wife suffers from it, so I know how it effects her, and believe it or not, it effects those you are around that care about you.
There is a reason we care about you, and you can talk to us. You are not a bother. You are not a nuisence. You are not bothering us. You are not getting in the way. You don’t have to know what to talk about, because 9 times out of 10, we just make it up as we go along.
Those that don’t suffer from anxiety only have one thing different from those that do, we don’t listen to that annoying little shit of a voice that tells we’re in the wrong, that you are a prisoner of.
Here’s the easier said than done part.
If you suffer from anxiety and you want to say hi, just do it. I personally will NOT tell you to go away. If you want to talk, let me know that you suffer from anxiety and I’ll start the conversation. If you want to vent, just vent, i will listen.
Trust me, the reason I don’t suffer from anxiety, is because I never let it be the boss of me. Every now and then that little fucker tries to sneak out, but then I realize that I got shit to do and it’s only going to get in the way.
You can do this, I believe in you.




