You know, these little tumblr-esque “infomercial” things used to annoy me, and be a thing I’d ridicule. While yeah, there still are plenty I dislike, I have to say they’ve been vindicated this time. This one really is touching.
 
The “Too exhausting to deal with,” “hang out at my house,” pretending it doesn’t exist, loved ones being powerless to help, and oh, the humiliation of having to have your friends’ parents (who you’re already on somewhat thin terms with) have to drive you home because a panic attack turns you into a “helpless bystander” and can’t even drive yourself home, and panicking at the thought of spending the night somewhere strange alone - it’s so incredibly humiliating and crippling, and many of my friendships have really been stretched hard by the “hang out at my house” coupled with the “hard to talk about,” and many friendships I never even made because of the “Sorry, I won’t be able to go with you guys.”
 
My best childhood friendships, all tightly strained because I’m just very anxious about doing… anything outside my house, even with them. And staying at an apartment without my own little space I can be alone and comfortable in is just horrible.
 
And all of this is made even worse by the fact that as a male, I’m supposed to / expected to be one of the stronger and less sympathetic members of society, so it’s ever harder admit my weaknesses to myself or especially to others - especially those I should be telling the most, like professors. But how can I get them to take it seriously - and not just me being lazy - when I’m not even entirely convinced myself, and I always expect more out of myself than I’m capable of?
 
It’s just… A thing. I think this long rant is evidence enough, though, that it’s really touched me.

Also let’s be clear; having anxiety and having an anxiety disorder are different things. Everyone gets anxious at times, and there are things it’s perfectly normal to be anxious about, such as college or flying to California. Anxiety disorders are just what they sound like; disorders.
 
What marks an anxiety disorder are things such as when the anxiety is generalized (anxious about nothing in particular), phobic (anxious about external triggers), obsessive-compulsive (anxious about internal triggers), or disproportionate (panic attacks, as the pony in the comic appears to specifically have). There of course are other anxiety disorders as it’s a diverse disorder.
 
The comic makes good general points as a pep talk.

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Feels

Whenever I’m down, ponies can still always make me smile. Can’t always snap me out of it, but it always helps. So, thanks for that, fandom =)
 
This was great =)

I wish I could give to this artist a big hug.