Results for “Anxious”

I feel weird even writing this. My partner and my best friend get along really well… which I thought was a good thing at first. But lately, I’ve started noticing small things. They text sometimes. Not constantly, but enough. They have insid...

I’ve been working at my company for a while now. Overall, I’ve done decent work. Nothing extraordinary, but nothing bad either. Then one thing went wrong. A mistake that affected a deliverable. It wasn’t intentional, and I fixed it as soon...

They read my message. That’s it. No reply. But in my head, I replayed everything I said, wondering if I sounded weird or annoying. The logical part of me knows it’s nothing. But the anxious part? It’s already convinced I messed something up...

I finally signed the papers for an apartment today. And instead of feeling excited, I honestly just feel anxious and emotionally exhausted. For a long time, I kept convincing myself that things in my relationship would eventually get better...

I started reading a book about emotionally unhealthy relationships recently, and honestly… I didn’t expect it to affect me this much. At first I picked it up casually, thinking maybe I’d relate to a few parts here and there. But the more I...

A few years ago, I genuinely thought money would solve most of my stress. Not in a greedy way. Just in a “life will finally feel easier” way. And now technically, I’m earning more than I imagined I would at this age. But somehow… I still fe...

The craziest part about the latest US-Iran situation is how normal it’s starting to feel online. Missile headlines. War updates. Oil prices. Military videos. Breaking news every few hours. And somehow social media turns all of it into memes...

I've been thinking about something lately. A few years ago, I was involved in a project at work that completely consumed my life for a few weeks. There were daily meetings, management escalations, endless emails, and everyone acted like it...

There's a calculator that runs in the back of my head and it never turns off. Someone suggests dinner, and before I've even said yes, I've quietly tallied what it costs, what's left after, what bill it pushes closer to the edge. I smile and...

For 12 years, I was “the calm one.” The employee who stayed late without complaining. The one who handled last-minute requests. The one who absorbed pressure from clients, management, deadlines, and impossible expectations without making a...

I haven’t had a full night’s sleep in three weeks. My lungs still burn from the tear gas police sprayed on us at Jantar Mantar on Monday, and my knees are bruised from sitting on scorching concrete. Like millions of Gen Z kids in India, I s...