Waiting for your call
I pace,
I sit,
I lay down,
I stand up,
I check the time,
I wipe the sweat away,
I pretend to read,
I sweat more,
I change shirts,
I remember to breathe,
I evaluate my chest pain,
I fidget and tic,
I freeze, catatonic
as the phone rings,
and I am exhausted
before I even begin.
Hi! I am an artist, author, and blogger who also happens to have Asperger’s Syndrome. I have won several awards and honors for my writings and artwork. I suffer from a few severe mental illness and chronic pain conditions (Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Fibromyalgia, CFS/ME, Ehlers Danlos, Degenerative Disc Disease, etc.), which greatly affects my life and makes me want to advocate for others going through similar things. Other interests of mine include reading, writing, drawing, watching cartoons and movies, collecting toys, hanging out with my family, and annoying my 3 cats.
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10 thoughts on “Poetry – Social Anxiety in Action”
Use public restrooms
Enter a room filled with people
Eat in front of someone else
Attend a class
Go to work
Start any conversation
Date
Go to a party
Make eye contact with someone
Speak in public or giving a speech to a large group of people
Talk to strangers
Exist!
I believe in being honest about our feelings and experiences, but not just giving into them and giving up! Ok, some days maybe it gets that bad, but I am one who believes that eventually you have to dust yourself off and keep trying.
Maranda Russell 
Ouch 🌼
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Yeah lol Way too much stress for simple things.
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I know… But yes mental health is in brink these days… and it’s poor state magnifies simple issues too..
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Then don’t
Use public restrooms
Enter a room filled with people
Eat in front of someone else
Attend a class
Go to work
Start any conversation
Date
Go to a party
Make eye contact with someone
Speak in public or giving a speech to a large group of people
Talk to strangers
Exist!
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I believe in being honest about our feelings and experiences, but not just giving into them and giving up! Ok, some days maybe it gets that bad, but I am one who believes that eventually you have to dust yourself off and keep trying.
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Maranda, I hate waiting! This well-written poem expresses how it feels so very well. Take care, Cheryl ❤
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Thank you ♥ I find the anxiety of waiting for something much worse generally than the thing making me nervous in the first place lol.
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Agreed!
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Incredible read! The display photo gives me the creeps though, collages of facial features creep me out in general 🙈
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LOL, sorry for the creepout, but glad you liked the poem!
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