This book is for anyone who has canceled plans with friends and sat home instead. Anyone who has gotten nervous at the thought of answering their ringing phone. Anyone who has felt like an outsider, a failure, or a stranger in their own home. This book is for anyone who feels like anxiety is eating them from the inside out and they are powerless to stop it.
I think if this book existed before people were as inclined to share their struggles with mental illness on Tumblr, Twitter, etc. it would have made more of an impression. It doesn’t necessarily say anything I haven’t already heard about anxiety. It’s still extremely validating in a lot of ways, though. I especially liked the way she included an essay about anxiety actually making her a more attentive and caring friend and partner.
If anything, I’d like to make all the normies in the world read this book because it would be extremely helpful in getting someone to understand how debilitating and exhausting it is to live with anxiety.
I can relate to some of what's in this book, but not all of it, which I think is proof that not all people with anxiety disorders have the same level of anxiety.
Definitely worth a read for those without anxiety, to help others understand why people with anxiety think and feel the way they do. Not everyone with anxiety disorders think/feel the same way, but when we do have anxiety flare-ups, it can be quite exhausting. Even when we know that we're okay, our nervous system doesn't always agree with our brains.
This book was very good, and just the rawness of emotion I needed to read right now. I suggest it to anyone suffering from anxiety, which is I think almost everyone these days, to recognize your not alone. Or just to let the words seep into you. Making you grateful and hopeful that Anxiety Ruins Everything, but it’s also not the end of your world.
I loved this short book, it made me feel better about certain things and not feel alone in things that happen to me or how I feel about my anxiety— I realize a lot of people suffer from it, and see the range of severity and loved the encouraging last pages of this .
“My anxiety is only a part of me. My anxiety does not define me.”