Stories tagged “social anxiety”

  • Drill

    I examine this drill. I know how it works, in theory. I have never tried to use it, though. It is time to try. But what does it look like? My life, my mind, are both too dark to see it. My life is a fog and the drill is real but occult; it seems distan...

  • Right of Way

    I’m elbow deep into the wall. I wish I hadn’t even started. I can hardly imagine getting all the way through. I’m exhausted. I’m scared. I might get stuck partway between. I might get there and you will tell me to get out. This...

  • Rat in the Wall

    You hear a scratching behind your wall. A quick succession of images come to mind: what can it be? Nobody ever has broken through the ramparts you’ve built to protect yourself, and you have never opened the door. How could anyone gain access, any...

  • Emergence

    You take my hand. You pull. I emerge. In time we see little reason not to hold one another. We look at the wall and we can see my former chamber. We cannot see the wall. We are content. We are not alone any more. Things get better for us. One day we wi...

  • Anxious Hands

    He had last seen her at graduation. Sunny outlook, sunny hair, sunny future. They had been comfortable friends and never more. It had suited them. They had sat near each other in the clarinet section of the high school band. She had once brutalized him...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
  • "Their raps be icky, mate, my raps be sick-y!"

    All I wanted was some corn chips, but here I was, in the middle of a Walmart aisle that smelt of murder and mold, and I couldn’t get to them. As much as my stomach was near suicide, I couldn’t bring myself to walk over to the staff member (...

    • Author: pir8-cutie
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5