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My teeth clamped down on my smooth nail. My eyes were darting nervously back and forth between the clock and the door through which the assistant had exited. I could feel the trembling anxiety wracking my body with paralyzing fear; my heartbeat was pounding in my ears and my stomach was tightening with every passing second, its strained movements incurring a sickened feeling in my core. I could feel my shortened breaths and everything in me was pounding with anxiety and trepidation. My heartbeat was drumming now, loudly, in my head; I could feel its erratic movements as if it were about to beat itself from my very chest cavity. It was increasing in volume with every passing second, louder, louder, LOUDER-
I jumped, startling the nearby stranger that was waiting in their own seat. The nurse was watching me with an unreadable pain in her eyes.
Instantly the waiting tears swam to the surface. My cheeks were wetted within the second.
My voice was hoarse and unrecognizable.
Her expression remained painful, her silence a sufficient answer.
Quietly, I sank to the floor
and began to weep.
By The Wanderer on 03.26.2015
At the moment I am feeling stressed. There are too many things going on at the same time that I need to get done, and some of them require input from other people that I cannot get to give me the input. It is frustrating when you try to explain to someone what you need, and they just smile and tell you absolutely nothing.
By Karen URL on 03.26.2015
He stood there with nothing on his mind. His body wasn’t reacting like it was supposed to. Was it because he had no idea what to do next? He emptied his ashtray and diagnosed himself: stressed.
By Stef on 03.26.2015
Stressed, that’s a nice way to put it. I’m stressed. My dog is dead, my wife left me, and now I have to pay the goddamn rent? What’s next, a piano falling on my head? Hell, it wouldn’t surprise me at this point.
By Hank on 03.26.2015
can’t stand the pressure do I have to do it all no one to help why i am doing this when will it stop too much to do too little time is it only me that has all of this pressure? do we have to have all this stree
By Cindy on 03.26.2015
I know what that means! Day job and kids and husband and a million different creative projects spilling out of every fingertip. Sleep is a burden. Tiredness, my enemy.
By Gayle Towell on 03.26.2015
I used to think that stress was something only mothers felt. After all, the stress of making sure that your children are happy and healthy is a huge burden. That no longer rings true for me. Stress comes in the form of tears and anger, screams and laughter, ect. And it comes to everyone of any age.
By adrianna on 03.26.2015
It’s a normal part of my life. A defining part really. Self-perpetuating worry of the most vicious sort. I find, however, that the list helps. It gives me a sense of organization within the chaos. It’s something I can control. Something I can manage. And there’s no reason to stress over that, is there?
By Brandon Steward on 03.26.2015
I am always stressed, always thinking of new ways to stress myself out. My mind is always running and jumping to look for a time and place to show stress. The only time i can release my stress is when someone makes me forget about it. I believe that stress is a natural part of being a human being. The problem with stress is that some people allow it to flow in to much. Stress can destroy and conquer your whole life. I would know because I am one of these people. I allow stress to become me. I allow it to control and consume my thoughts. It had gotten so bad that once something or someone sets it off, my head throbs and aches to control it. But soon enough I realize I cannot fix this. I give up.
Not that is stressed.
By ashlyn. URL on 03.26.2015
I am always stressed, always thinking of new ways to stress myself out. My mind is always running and jumping to look for a time and place to show stress. The only time I can release my stress if when someone makes me forget about it. I believe that stress is a natural part of being human. The problem with stress is that some people allow it to flow in to much. Stress can destroy and conquer your whole life. I would know because I am one of these people. I allow stress to become me. I allow it to control and consume my thoughts. It has gotten so bad that once something or someone sets it off, my head throbs and and aches to control it. But soon enough I realize I cannot stop it. I give up.
Now that’s stressed.
By ahlyn on 03.26.2015
This week just seems to stretch out longer than I can take. Stress Stress Stress. That is all I have known. Ugh, I can’t wait to go home and never get out of bed again. My haven. At least till my alarm tomorrow morning. Got to love this working class business.
By Liz on 03.26.2015
what is it that makes you stressed? is it that every ray of sunlight feels like a missed opportunity? or that you can’t open your door in the morning, that that distance feels insurmountable. you wish you could retreat to the woods but even that is impossible without being close enough without crossing the hardwood floor and turning the latch.
By cemu on 03.26.2015
The thought of my last final filled me with an incredible amount of stress. I could feel each strand of hair being rejected from my head as my mind filled with more anxiety. How was I going to pass this?
By Erin on 03.26.2015
I could tell something was off about him. I didn’t know if he was just generally a stressed person or if something particular had affected him of late. His eyes pierced through me as I glanced over. Had I done something wrong?
awful thing that comes in your life when you have no idea what to do, you realising that you probably sinking in feelings that make you feel bad
By arisu on 03.26.2015
he was just so…stressed. that was the truth. everything in his life seemed to draw worry, to frustrate him. what was he missing? and when would he get a break? life was so overwhelming. the only person he knew who seemed to have it together was Heather and she was so over the top. she was so perky it made his teeth grind…but, now that he thought about it, he didn’t really have a reason to be upset at her just for being happy…she was always kind to him. so kind he had initially thought she was sucking up but she had never once asked him for anything. maybe there was something to the life she lived that made her so…peaceful.
By Samira URL on 03.26.2015
He couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t hardly think. It was all pressing down around him, all the weight of everything he had to do.
Carlos was stressed, and it was crippling.
Why did he have to feel this way? It wasn’t even a big test, it wouldn’t decide his future or anything, and yet he felt as though he was going on trial for a murder he didn’t commit and that all his loved ones were watching him and judging.
By Rachel Hughes on 03.26.2015
time passing is stressing me out.
you just sit there, staring blankly at the screen. and then. 60 seconds have passed. boom.
By loh on 03.26.2015
Jen was stressed, Nohing that dday waws going her way and she desperateley wanted it tio end. Firrst eriod she spilled coffee all over her neew shirt that costed probbly 50 dollars. Then during lunch her friends were talking abut her behind her back about some boy that they thought
By Johnny Barry on 03.26.2015
Yeah, she was the one who threw your precious pictures at the wall and fell to the floor in tears as she watched the frames shatter to pieces too small to see and too sharp to catch, it’s just that she’s been so stressed lately that you can’t really blame her, right? She’s the new girl, the one with that fiery crimson bob and ocean eyes that even the most experienced sailors drown in. And I know, I know it’s no excuse for her to ruin your preserved happiness the way she did, but we’ve all been there before, pushed past the breaking point, bubbling over with fumes so thick with ash that no one else can breathe so what’s the use in trying yourself. Yeah, she was the one, but I’d just as soon take the blame for her if I knew that it meant her getting the help she’s needed for so long now.
By Madison on 03.26.2015
Things that he once stressed that are now ruined for me: Tame Impala. Otis Redding. Toyota trucks. Flannel. Cowboys. Mountains. All snow sports and the Winter Olympics. Arts journalism. Old Spice.
By Ella Emma Em on 03.26.2015
the feeling of being stressed meaning to have a hard day or time in which to be pushed to your limits emotionaly
By connor basonic on 03.26.2015
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.