ANXIETY
anx·i·e·ty
1.
a. A state of uneasiness and apprehension, as about future uncertainties.
b. A cause of anxiety: For some people, air travel is a real anxiety.
2. Psychiatry. A state of apprehension, uncertainty, and fear resulting from the anticipation of a realistic or fantasized threatening event or situation, often impairing physical and psychological functioning.
3. Eager, often agitated desire: my anxiety to make a good impression.
(http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=anxiety)
I wake up in the morning after sleeping three hours but I can't get back to sleep. There is a feeling I get in the morning that overwhelms any comfort I once had from laying in my bed. I can only describe it as a statement that disturbs me. I will have to get up eventually, so why bother sleeping any longer. This thought has invaded my mornings for quite a while now(possibly a month or three). I believe this feeling may be working its way in to my daily activities.
At night before I go to sleep I write notes on my wrist and hands so as to not forget what I need to do the next day. I almost never read these notes the day after they are written, but what ever is written manages to stay on my mind throughout most of the day. This is a good way to remember stuff and it seems to work well. There is never anything good written on my wrist. It is always something I've been forgetting, but need to get done. The motivation for writing these messages to myself seems remarkably close to "a. A state of uneasiness and apprehension, as about future uncertainties.".
During the day my interactions with others have become stressed as well. I have been a relatively shy person most of my life. When you are shy and you have to talk to someone you don't know well you become uncomfortable. Over the years I have done a remarkable job of getting rid of this discomfort, but for a while now it has been coming back. I missed a lot of classes over the last three weeks. I'm not allowing myself to miss anymore, but when I come to class I project a self pity on to my judge of other peoples reactions to me. I tell myself to ignore this but for now it is still a moment of dread.
Morning day and night confront me with these frustrations, it is a pleasant moment to get away from them. Since none of these problems have been permanent parts of my life I feel sure that I will get over it. I don't even feel upset about these patterns, I just wonder why they are there. Possibly when I figure out this the anxiety will go away.
1.
a. A state of uneasiness and apprehension, as about future uncertainties.
b. A cause of anxiety: For some people, air travel is a real anxiety.
2. Psychiatry. A state of apprehension, uncertainty, and fear resulting from the anticipation of a realistic or fantasized threatening event or situation, often impairing physical and psychological functioning.
3. Eager, often agitated desire: my anxiety to make a good impression.
(http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=anxiety)
I wake up in the morning after sleeping three hours but I can't get back to sleep. There is a feeling I get in the morning that overwhelms any comfort I once had from laying in my bed. I can only describe it as a statement that disturbs me. I will have to get up eventually, so why bother sleeping any longer. This thought has invaded my mornings for quite a while now(possibly a month or three). I believe this feeling may be working its way in to my daily activities.
At night before I go to sleep I write notes on my wrist and hands so as to not forget what I need to do the next day. I almost never read these notes the day after they are written, but what ever is written manages to stay on my mind throughout most of the day. This is a good way to remember stuff and it seems to work well. There is never anything good written on my wrist. It is always something I've been forgetting, but need to get done. The motivation for writing these messages to myself seems remarkably close to "a. A state of uneasiness and apprehension, as about future uncertainties.".
During the day my interactions with others have become stressed as well. I have been a relatively shy person most of my life. When you are shy and you have to talk to someone you don't know well you become uncomfortable. Over the years I have done a remarkable job of getting rid of this discomfort, but for a while now it has been coming back. I missed a lot of classes over the last three weeks. I'm not allowing myself to miss anymore, but when I come to class I project a self pity on to my judge of other peoples reactions to me. I tell myself to ignore this but for now it is still a moment of dread.
Morning day and night confront me with these frustrations, it is a pleasant moment to get away from them. Since none of these problems have been permanent parts of my life I feel sure that I will get over it. I don't even feel upset about these patterns, I just wonder why they are there. Possibly when I figure out this the anxiety will go away.