Snapshots of the conversations that are had between anxiety and I: the things we fight over, the discussions and debates we take part in and the struggle to reason with irrationality. Some of these are based on past events or reoccurring battles, some on more recent occasions, and some are simply extrapolations of experiences I’ve had.
Anxiety: Why are we doing this?
Anxiety: We can’t make decisions, we shouldn’t be here.
Anxiety: This requires a decision! A big one, a fast one! Hurry up, we have to –
Anxiety: What do you want? No, no, I’ll choose, I’m fussier than you.
Me: Do I get a say?
Anxiety: Agh no I can’t do it, you choose. Quickly!
Me: Hmm, maybe we can have –
Anxiety: We don’t have TIME for this, why is it taking you so long?!
Me: Just give me a second.
Anxiety: Everyone else knows what they want, they all know, we don’t. Oh my god, they’re looking at us, they want to order. Someone’s about to come over, have you got something to say because I don’t, can you please –
Me: Okay, okay. That one.
Anxiety: No we can’t have that, what if it’s too spicy?!
Me: Fine, what about that one?
Anxiety: Maybe. Are you sure? I’m not sure.
Waiter: “Can I take your drinks order?”
Anxiety: WE DIDN’T LOOK AT THE DRINKS MENU. How did you forget that? Was I meant to remember? Drinks always come first! How are we that stupid. We look insane right now, our hands are shaking, we’re taking too long to respond, oh god, oh no, he’s definitely noticed, SAY SOMETHING.
Anxiety: Not that! ‘Um’? What’s that even supposed to mean?
Waiter: “Need more time?”
Anxiety: Is he smirking at us? Probably at the ridiculous blush colouring our cheeks. Or the fact we haven’t ordered a drink yet like normal people do. We can’t do this, let’s never do this again. This was –
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