Do you notice my twitches? How I fidget with myself, my hands always gripping something? Have you seen the way my breath quickens and how I find it hard to breathe? Or that my chest tightens frequently? Maybe you've seen my body shake and my words start to stutter when I try to speak more than four words, have you? Or that if I don't have my coin (my anchor) I spaz out? Because that's what you do to me. I lose words, I can't seem to control my body. Or is that what you want me to do? You want control over me. It's stopping me from doing things I'm supposed to do. My mind races and sometimes it's not even thoughts, it's just words circling my mind. They don't even make sense most of the time, they're just there. Circling. I need you to stop. Because I need it to stop. I can't breathe. I can't keep doing this. I'm already pathetic. I don't need you to add more pressure. Please stop.
Oko Ninjah (to my anxiety, paranoia, and other mental problems)