Ayesha Javed
Stories (29/0)
Seeing Is Believing? Right?
Chapter 1 Angelica Jenson was an odd girl. She didn’t talk much but when she did, there wasn’t much that could be done to shut her up. She had friends she trusted and socialized with people, and managed to put on a face of normalcy at office parties. Everyone thought, who got to know her, or at least the part of her she allowed them to, that she was a lovely person to be around. That being said, they only knew as much Angelica allowed them to know. Everyone was kept at a distance without them even knowing they were.
By Ayesha Javed6 years ago in Horror
Joy? Is That You?
Everyone used to tell me that I could be happy again. It felt like they could never understand what I was going through so wouldn’t really know. It felt like they were too delusional and if they felt even a minute level of what I did each day, they wouldn’t say so. The counselor, the psychiatrist, the doctors, friends, and family would all say the same thing. Me, I kept denying them over and over again. Yet, it creeped up on me and took me by surprise. Like a roaring wind that grows slowly, and then maddeningly. I felt it in my chest and it was a stranger to me. “What is this feeling?” startled, I asked myself. It took me a while to realize that I was happy. “Happiness! Could it be?” In that moment, I could breathe so effortlessly I wondered how. The weight that was so familiar to my shoulders seemed to have not been there. I felt almost light, like one does when you step into a pool and all of a sudden you’re lightweight. My second thought was that I never wanted this moment to pass. “This too shall pass.” “This too shall pass.” “This too shall pass.” So many times I’d heard myself repeat that back to myself in desperate attempts to muster strength; through the panic attacks, the deep depression, the hopelessness. I never believed those words but I thought it best to lie to myself in the moment. Now though, I hoped with all my existence that it didn’t. Like a lover embraces his beloved after a long separation, I held onto the feeling with the strength of my mind.
By Ayesha Javed6 years ago in Psyche
Coping With Panic Attacks
As someone who has frequent panic attacks I am always in need for ways to deal with them and, when I’m going through one, lead them to conclusion. I live alone and helping myself through and out of one lies pretty much on me, myself. Through this I have learned of ways to deal with panic attacks if one lives alone or has one without someone to help around. This bank of knowledge has been accumulated from advice I’ve been given by professionals, things I’ve seen on TV, information I’ve gathered through self-help guides, or by my own experiences.
By Ayesha Javed6 years ago in Psyche