A logo for a personal blog titled "I am AnxietyGirl," exploring the journey of leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound. The logo should capture the essence of the blog's theme with a bold and expressive design, reflecting the rollercoaster of emotions and experiences of anxiety and introspection.

I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound.

She held her breath and jumped. My personal blog.

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  • August 28, 2024

    One last thing,

    Probably the last to be lost to freedom will be the stigma of being an addict. It’s been 14 years, get over it.

  • August 23, 2024

    I almost died of joy, then my kid died of embarrassment …

    Tell us about the last thing you got excited about. He made a free throw, and then I celebrated too much. He said I sounded like “Spring Trap” from FNAF. Looking back at it, I did make an ass of myself, but it’s was the most excied I have EVER BEEN IN MY WHOLE LIFE,…

  • August 13, 2024

    Too many, 🟰 nothing

    What is a word you feel that too many people use? Sorry. I asked him, do you know what it means to be sorry? He replied “you need to say it when you’re in trouble.” “Why, why are you in trouble?” “I don’t know, you said my full name and had an upward inflection on…

  • August 3, 2024

    Somethings are better left, said.

    How does a mother recover after someone takes her child? There aren’t any books on the proper normative response to such a wicked thing.. his dad did me dirty, had really great lawyers, and hated me more than he loves my beloved son. Everyone knows the saying “what goes around comes round.”  Karma has worked…

  • July 31, 2024

    Family Tradition;

    What traditions have you not kept that your parents had? I am sitting and thinking very hard about this question, my inner stream of consciousness is rambling with questions..  “Christmas, nope none of those, we did Thanksgiving one time, birthdays were always BIG BOAT WEEKENDS due to it falling on Labor Day. Do I have…

  • July 28, 2024

    Time of death,

    That was the moment, Right there, the final gunshot. No one else could hear. Only me. My reaction hasn’t been. I like usual put that pain in a huge compartment and tried with all my might to shove it as far back in our dysfunctional closet as possible. I could never make it disappear it…

  • July 28, 2024

    My counter question..

    How would you describe yourself to someone? Are you seeking the perfect “8/10 glossy” the masses always preferred? Or the real human, the one in exile for becoming who she was truly meant to be. I like that personality best, when I am my most authentic, that woman doesn’t have to remember a thing.. that…

  • July 26, 2024

    The spot he is ok.

    If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go? To the place he will be ok, have they invented that airport yet? You know, that airport. The one you plan a vacation for a miracle. The airport where the words prognosis, diagnosis, and getting your affairs in order aren’t part of any language…

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