I Hide My Anxiety Behind This Mask

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This is the face of anxiety.

This is the face often filled with so many intrusive thoughts it becomes debilitating.

These things can be hidden well behind fresh curls and a good makeup day.

They are hidden best behind a smile.

It’s the face of someone with obsessive hand washing routines and frequent observations of the health of those around me. I can notice a cough a mile away. Sometimes, I even hold my breath. It’s irrational and I know it, but my anxiety doesn’t. When anxiety takes over it erases rational thoughts and replaces them with fear and delusion.

Anxiety is easily hidden behind a smile and a good conversation. Most people don’t know the battles and turmoil it causes. Some days are harder than others. I never wanted to be an actress but I’ve gotten really good at acting like everything is OK.

I’ve become a pro at masking the anxiety. I’ve gotten so good that sometimes I start to think I’m handling it.

Anxiety can be lessened by distraction, but it cannot be forgotten or ignored. It will pop back up. It will find you. It can take the most beautiful moments and turn them into a fearful disaster. It can take a moment filled with joy and turn it into chaos and confusion.

Anxiety doesn’t always look like heavy breathing and freaking out. It can be invisible. It can be silent. Usually, it’s both.

It can be the face of your next door neighbor or the face of your child’s teacher. It can be your youth minister or your doctor. It doesn’t discriminate.

I didn’t use to be like this. I didn’t use to worry about every sneeze, cough and runny nose. I didn’t use to worry about my health and the health of my children every second of every day, but now I do. I wish I didn’t, but I do.

I wish I didn’t irrationally worry about every car ride my children take, every sleepover they attend, every friend’s hand they touch, or every toy they share.

I’d love to be a “normal” mom, a carefree mom, a mom who worries less and enjoys life more.

One day, I will.

Every day I become better equipped to handle the fear and obsessive thoughts.

Every day I get stronger in defeating the thoughts that try to cloud my mind.

Every day I learn ways to replace the fear with faith.

Anxiety may have control over my mind at times, but it will not win. It will not defeat me. It may have stolen some moments, but it will not steal my life.

You see, this is the face of anxiety . . . for now, but not always.

One day I’ll proudly say this is the face of freedom.

Until then, I’ll keep taking deep breaths and reminding myself that the moment will pass.

This post originally appeared on the author’s blog

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Chelsea Ohlemiller

Chelsea Ohlemiller is well-known for her blog, Happiness, Hope and Harsh Realities. She has written for multiple platforms such as Her View from Home, Love What Matters, and Scary Mommy. She has had essays featured in two Chicken Soup for the Soul collections, as well as the national bestseller So God Made a Mother. Her first book is available now, "Now That She's Gone". She lives in Indianapolis with her husband and three children. Website: www.hopeandharshrealities.com Instagram Handle: hopeandharshrealities Facebook: @hopeandharshrealities

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