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What If?

When I'm alone, I think about SO many things...

What if I stopped being annoyed when people don’t follow the rules? What if I didn’t feel compelled to comment when a conversation didn’t include me? What if I just turned up the volume on the television or radio when the speed demon toddler starts to rac...

Breathe in peace, that’s what they say, to reduce anxiety, better yet, take a holiday. Imagine a white sandy beach, oh, I've done that before. Closing my eyes, all I see is a door. Daring myself to open it, greeted by Munch’s Scream. Why is stress like a...

Anonymous

Unsaid Words

A letter to the most special person, that will never reach him!

Woke up with the thought of the dilemma that segregated us apart. I felt as if the needles are piercing on my feeble heart. I jotted down everything with a beautiful prospect that my pure thoughts and fondness will bring you back. But, I deleted everythin...

Anonymous

Beauty of Affection

A beautiful story of not so perfect couples.

Initially, we were as adorable as two deities dwelling in a palace made of beautiful bricks of elation, fondness, and temptation. We were like two travellers whose destination was always finding solace in each other.But, as time passed, the cloud forgot t...

Anonymous

Loneliness

Do you feel suppressed even among friends?

Why do I feel being excluded? Why do I feel being suppressed? The answer is unknown; life is yet to unfold its mysterious enigma with me. The arduous part is decrying myself for everything that transpires. I also have a say but still, it's either unheard...

Anonymous

Efforts

Efforts matter for than anything

Passion It is something we do for ourselves not to rejoice others.  I did my stint with much forbearance and arduous work with reasonable exploration. But, still, they kept pointing at my trivial mistakes and used it to impede my say rather than appreciat...

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Anonymous

Maimed Heart

Life is an art, cram it with Bright colours of exhilaration and positivity.

Do we hearken to our hearts? Do we assimilate our inner instincts? No. We are galloping in a race where we get anxiety because of our ineptitude to fit the so-called success pattern. We follow what everybody is doing to reach perfection. But, life is not...

Anonymous

Am I not Alone?

Another Perspective of Loneliness..

Straddling in a secluded room. Scrolling through social media sites, I caught glimpses of my mates sharing pictures together with captions "My roomie"," My constant". I attempted to be social, I am implicated with many clubs and groups. I talk with people...

Anonymous

Broken Castle

Respect is the smallest gift we can bestow to our loved ones.

We shrieked. We brawled. We lamented. Our relationship which was meant to be a sacred sign of affection suddenly got reduced to abuse and combat. Somewhere it broke me apart. Getting respect, dignity and confidence seemed far away beyond my reach. He didn...

Anonymous

An Innocent Soul

Think twice before intimidating someone.

She was again bullied by one of her seniors. She came back to her room crying. She was delighted to be a part of that event but had never thought it could turn harsh on her. She started scolding herself and took all the flaws on her own. She felt suffocat...

Anonymous

Complains

Anxiety is not always harmful.

You are not good enough.  "Can you really do this? Or should I assign someone else for this work?" they asked. Once again, I started condemning myself for choosing this work. My mind got besieged with dark clouds of endless meaningless tho thoughts that g...

Dear Diary,  You know how when you put your whole self into something or you give all you can that day, even if it’s not much, it still feels like a whole lot to you? And you know, how you feel so good about yourself for a minute because you think you did...