Anxiety Attack jokes

My neck, my back, my crippling anxiety attacks.

If I were a party, then anxiety must be the cousin depression felt obligated to bring to the party, and insomnia the little annoying sibling.

I have no friends, but then I realize my true friends are anxiety and depression.

Depression is like having anxiety, but with more voices.

I'm made with depression and extra anxiety, then a side of gay and a sprinkle of emo.