It seems like sometimes when I feel depressed I am less anxious. Because I think that nothing really matters. Like I don't care what people think as much because it all seems so pointless. I hate my life.
I seem to get depressed after bouts of strong anxiety, like it gets to a point where I can't take the stress anymore and the only thing I can do is to give in and give up so that I lose the anxiety and everything else along with it.
Hmmm...interesting notion...you might be on to something here...
Over the last few days I've been really really REALLY anxious, both SA and generalized. I've started obsessing over my anxiety(to the point of having panic attack, which I RARELY have) for the last 24 hours or so. To the point of on the verge of crying.
Had nothing else to do so I sat at my computer to listen to some music. My music is pretty depressing and as I got more and more depressed, my anxiety decreased a little bit
I can relate. Many times when i'm either really tired and could give a rats rectum about anything, or just in a downer mood my anxiety dissapates into basic melancoly, and aloofness. I guess like said many times before; the cure is always worse than the disease. Awesome perspective. Thanks for it.