Not just adjectives

Anxiety is not just being worried.

Depression is not just sadness.

When people use these terms like adjectives, it infuriates me. You know why? Because I have suffered for those. 

There was a phase where most things seemed utterly grey. Every day I woke up and did my regular ordains, without feeling much. Nothing quite made me happy , nothing touched me. I have felt at loss ,where it was absolutely sorted. I have felt useless , even while being praised. 'Tis depression the internet told me. Maybe so , whatever it was really sucking the sap out of my energy.

Anxiety has been an ol' friend. I am anxious on my good days. Terrified on my better days. To stay in a constant state of turmoil is not a ecstatic feeling , my friend. So when say 'hey , stop worrying' ,amigo I wish I knew the off switch.

With time I have made peace with them. Instead of complaining , I have accepted it. Tried to beautify it. Decorate it. Mystify it. And my hyperactive, overthinking mind has made a exquisite picture out of it.

It's not like I don't worry anymore, I do, but it doesn't drive me insane anymore.

Wanna give me an electrifying panic attack sure , I shall take it in with all my might make it my pal and maybe even have a cup of coffee.