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Ten Steps on Loving a Girl with Anxiety:
Step 1. Her fears are very much real to her, never say that they aren’t.
Step 2. Don’t tell her to think positive, because sometimes she can only think of the worst possibility that could happen.
Step 3. Never tell her that she’s “overreacting” during an attack, because the anxiety gives her no other choice.
Step 4. Face to face confrontation isn’t always the best idea. If she doesn’t want to meet up, leave her be and don’t get mad.
Step 5. Don’t ever, EVER, tell her that you understand how she feels, because odds are, you don’t.
Step 6. Blaming her for having anxiety is never okay, no matter how mad you are or even if you don’t mean it. She didn’t choose to be this way.
Step 7. Don’t leave her alone because if you do, all she’s left with are her thoughts.
Step 8. Tell her things are going to be okay, because even though it’s not always true, it’ll give her some hope.
Step 9. Don’t make her confront her fears if she doesn’t want to. Sometimes it’s only going to make it worse.
Step 10. Love her. Love everything about her, especially her bad side. Because sometimes all she needs is for you to hold her hand and make her feel like she is worth more than her disorder, because she is.

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