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#my anxiety is so high
pastel-pillows · 1 year
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Steve helps you through an anxiety attack. Just a blurb. Anyway, did you know changes in temperatures or shocks to your system like sour candy can be used as grounding methods during moments of anxiety? It’s supposed to get you more solidly into your body and give more awareness to a situation outside of your thoughts. this is entirely a comfort fic of one of our favorite boys being there for us.
Not edited or proof read.
Cw: anxiety, maybe a bit of disassociation
Steve has had his fair share of anxiety attacks and he’s fairly in tune with those he cares about, so the first time he heard your breath hitch he’s watching you and when your forehead starts to bead up with sweat and your hands tremble while grabbing some skittles he knows what’s coming and separates the two of you from the group.
“We’re just gonna go grab some drinks for the drive back.” Steve pats a hand on your shoulder and jerks his thumb over his own in the direction you’d all just come from, a good excuse seeing as half the kids had forgotten to grab one and were eager to yell out their drink of choice before continuing to look through the racks of gas station candy, their hands full of more snacks than any of them could eat and knowing they’d try anyway.
He guided you wordlessly back to wall of coolers and got to work gathering the different drinks, the chill of the bottles leeching through his sweater and raising goosebumps along his arms as he stacked the plastic bottles in the crook of his elbow, balancing the stack as he added to it.
“Are you doing ok?” He spoke a little slower than normal, his tone light when he once again ushered you towards another set of cooler doors to grab his own drink and a bottle of water.
“Mhm.” Your throat was tight and you could feel the beat of your heart down to your toes, his words only half volume when combined with the shrill ringing of your ears, it wasn’t true but you weren’t sure you’d be able to force the words ‘I feel like I can’t breath’ past the straw thin opening of your throat. The ground felt uneven as you approached the register, you were only vaguely aware of Steve purchasing the drinks and leading you outside, his hand hovering over the middle of your back as you walked, where he sat on the curb and pat the cement as invitation to join him, he handed you a cold bottle of water when you did, the cap already off for you and ready.
“You should drink some water, Mike and Lucas are gonna keep the others in their for awhile and it’s to hot be out here with out it.” The first swallow was painful, like you’d been trying to pass a golf ball down, the lump an obstacle causing you to sputter as it passed through, Steve giving a couple of firm slaps to your back in reassurance and urging you to drink more at the sight of you trying to set the bottle down. You weren’t even thirsty but your brain was a mesh of racing thoughts and empty space, nothing tangible but the feeling of too much all consuming, your attempts at grasping anything falling flat and leaving you with only Steve’s voice as a solid accompaniment to your palpating heart.
“Just a little more for me, ok?” The second sip wasn’t any better than the first but the shock of the cold registered in your body with a jolt and it allowed the following drinks to smooth out as they came, the path of the cool liquid felt as it made its way to your stomach.
“How’re you feeling?” The bottle was more than half empty when he’d asked, crinkled in your grip and dripping condensation down your hand and wrist, skin raised from it, even under the hot sun bearing down from above.
“I’m ok…yeah, I’m ok.” You’d had to double check with your self as you said it, feeling yourself out from your feet up. Your heart wasn’t pulsating your whole body anymore and the tremor of your hands had subsided, the sweat was still lightly coating your skin and the ring in your ears had faded from a roar to a manageable background buzz, the convenience store music reaching you for the first time since you’d walked in.
“I’m ok now.”
“Good.” Steve wrapped an arm around your shoulders and placed a hand on your head, using his grip to guide you so you were leaning against his shoulder. He knew first hand how physically and emotionally draining anxiety attacks could be and opted to be a silent support, afraid if he pried to much too soon he’d trigger another attack.
“You’re ok now.”
You were ok now.
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robinniko · 12 days
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i wish when i’m on my period i could just go to like a cave or something, hide away and not have to interact with anything or anyone for a whole week
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shinylights · 3 months
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There’s a SHELTER IN PLACE 11 miles from me & idk what for besides they’re looking for a suspect but like…. 😬 i’m freaking out!!!!
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bionic-donut · 1 year
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lunarian-anarchist · 1 year
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They just can’t help themselves. Understand that this is a boiling frog method and after this passes (republicans control both the senate and house in Florida) it will be a matter of time before they try to pass either a 3-4 week bill or ban it outright.
After the ban on abortion they’ll start passing bills to restrict movement so you can’t go to another state to get an abortion.
I cannot legally say all the things I want to happen to these people and the people who support them.
Let’s just say y’all fascists better hope I never have nothing to lose
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Alright, my dears, I’m going to try to start writing again. However, I need some help picking a focus because my anxiety tells me all my ideas are stupid:
Arcane
Moriarty the Patriot
The Case Study of Vanitas
I promise I’ll write for Obey Me again, I just need a little break and I’ve realized that just continuing to try to make one of the prompts I have for that work is making it harder to write.
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dvd-play3r · 2 years
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MY ANXIETY HAS NEVER BEEM SO FUCKING BAD OH MY GOD PLEASE
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llightmyllovee · 2 years
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Y’all it’s raining off and on (mostly on) here in Hershey the venue said no umbrellas inside but my brother for some reason is against putting them back in the car so…might be throwing the whole thing out 😂
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ferretly · 18 days
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ruhlare · 9 months
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someone who is able to calm your anxiety >
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khun-sam · 1 year
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i’m going to pretend that this week didn’t exist
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barghest-land · 2 months
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horse. just horse. i'm checking out colored pencil brushes
also some things in the process? i guess? idk it's just me looking at different layers and thinking "that does look like someone missing a part of themselves" and then spiraling into my thoughts
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shinylights · 1 year
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sitting here refreshing election results 😵‍💫
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flower-dagger-gay · 2 years
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Ummm Netflix?? I need SOMETHING to latch onto. You cancel Sandman and I'm gonna fucking die 😃
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julykings · 4 months
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the last bits of 2023
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laidenbreecatchall · 4 months
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Warm ups from sketches today and yesterday
Psst... ✨Commissions Open✨
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