#second kudos

my anxiety: *fumbling over the exact wording and punctuation of a lengthy comment*

my anxiety: *fumbling over the exact wording and punctuation of a single-word or single-emoji comment*

me: Hey, so i have severe anxiety, and commenting isn't always accessible to me, as much as i wish it was and wish to show my support for artwork in a meaningful way.

other writers: Just comment a single heart, then! Comment this exact phrase! There is no excuse! There is no way that your anxiety can't be overcome!

my anxiety: *continues to fumble over the heart emoji. fumbles over the exact phrase i've been offered for commenting. takes up more spoons than i had just clicking the post button on the simplest comment ever bc i'm still stressing over whether i messed it up, because this is simply what my anxiety does when i type ANY message, and i can't help that no matter how much i try*

other writers: You didn't mess it up. I just told you exactly what to say.

my anxiety: *continues anyway*

me: i appreciate that, but what i'm saying is that to my anxiety, there is no difference. It is going to heavily affect me and the trajectory of my day no matter what. i know myself well enough to know that this is how my anxiety is, and while i want to comment, i need to be able to stay silent when i need to as well, and the pressure to do more than i am capable of, as i have experienced lifelong in every aspect of life, makes things actively worse.

other writers: No excuse! COMMENT! COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT! I will do backflips, and that is more important than you preserving your mental health! COMMENT! I know your anxiety better than you do, because there's no way it's that bad, and if you claim it is I have the right to insult you because you're denying me the level of joy that makes me do backflips!