13/01 – contact
#well#this is nice#people are just trying to help#would you rather they didnt try to look after you?
tbh like. this comic is how it feel with anxiety on bad day tho. it’s like. plucking up the nerve to even talk is hard. having to make the first move to talk? harder. hardest of all is talking about something goin wrong in yr life.
it’s like. a constant struggle between wanting to talk/not being able/also not wanting to be a burden. which i *think* is the intended message of this comic.
one way of looking at it is like. anxiety is living in an isolating, solitary bubble. things are awful within the bubble, but you just sit there thinking WELL if i don’t move or speak to anyone or do anything then it can’t get any worse!
and training myself out of that and opening up is the hardest thing i have ever done.
thank you for explaining to me, now i understand more about these things my own brain has never done. i don’t know what i can do to be more of a help during these times but at least i know now?? ❤
Just seen the commentary, and Yep that was pretty much the intention. This drawing was about the self-perpetuated despair and frustration that I can’t always make use of the support I’m lucky to have. In some states, I feel paralysed and genuinely too frightened to verbalise the levels of distress I’m in, in case I upset someone or they don’t know how to help and I will then be responsible for causing them upset and worry. Trying to articulate to someone you love or care about that you might be at serious risk feels dangerous. It’s not about wanting people to go away or stop caring, it’s about the difficulty of allowing yourself to be caught by the safety net others can provide, and recognising that it’s better to do that pre-damage/pre-crisis than not making contact until you’re ringing from hospital feeling like a complete tit.
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knitting in the dark 