Morning Anxiety Quotes

I can't even say the word, it's too early in the day to get upset.

I'm hugely self-critical in the morning.

I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I'd be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came crashing down and that was it for the rest of the day. Sunlight was reproof. Shouldn't I feel better than I had in the dead of night.

Every part of my body felt electric. My chest ached and my head throbbed with the great terrible limitless possibility of the morning, and when it came, the sky was washed white, everything was new, and I hadn't slept at all.

I'll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I'm afraid it could be taken away.

Morning comes like a scream through a pinhole.

I have always disliked the morning, it is too responsible a time, with the daylight demanding that it be 'faced' and (usually when I wake for I wake late) with the sun already up and in charge of the world, with little hope of anyone usurping or challenging its authority. A shot of light in the face of a poor waking human being and another slave limps wounded into the light-occupied territory.

To be crazy is not necessarily to writhe in snake pits or converse with imaginary gods. It can sometimes be not knowing what to do in the morning.

I am never so calm as after I have written. And the next morning I will feel the familiar anxiety and I will have to begin the process all over again.

The hardest part of the day is all the stuff after I open my eyes in the morning.

Those nights lying alone are not discontinuous with this cold hectic dawn. It is who I am.

Do you ever wake up in the morning, look in the mirror and think, something's not accurate?

I feel a lot healthier when I'm having sex. Physically. I feel all these jitters when I wake up in the morning. Just energy jitters. I take vitamins, I work out every day. When I'm having sex, I don't have that.

I wake up in the morning and ask myself; is life worth living? Should I blast myself?

Sometimes I wake up and think I look horrible. And sometimes I see a strong woman.

I'm a morning "spinner." That's usually when my brain is thinking too much and I don't necessarily see things positively. So I sit myself down and remember that I'm making it up.

I hate alarms. If they go off I get really tetchy. I hate them. They just get me going, I'm hyper at the best of times, but they drive me mad.

The first thing I think of when I wake up is how close I am to death. But then it gets better during the day.

Trying to sound good at 10 A.M. is the worst.

Woke up this morning afraid I was gonna live.

Who can live with this Consciousness and not wake frightened at sunrise?

I'd get up in the morning, get ready to go to school, and I would dread it. I hated it. My mother would have the radio on. And the guy on the radio sounded like he was having so much fun. And I knew, when his program was over, he wasn't going to go to school.