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Everyone Has Their Story. This is Mine.
The next step was finding help. As much as I couldn’t wait to feel better, I was none too pleased with the prospect of discussing my innermost feelings with a stranger.
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Jessie’s Story
I was so scared of seeing a doctor because I knew what the outcome would be. I didn’t want to put a label on myself and have it define the rest of my life.
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Never Give Up
I started experiencing some panic and anxiety. Then I couldn’t sleep, and then never could get out of my bed, or shower, or leave my room, or answer my friends, or even go to work. I had dark thoughts.
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If I Can Survive, You Can Too.
The smile that’s always on my face is a new look for me. Sure, you’ll see me smiling in pictures from past years, but if you look beneath the surface, if you look into my eyes, you’ll see the hurt and the pain I felt for so long.
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Don’t Get Crushed by Anxiety
It’s important to remember that dating isn’t hopeless—even if you experience a mental health condition that makes it even harder. Here are a few things you can do to reduce your anxiety while dating. -
An Open Letter to My Anxiety
You don’t come around as often as you used to and I can’t say that’s necessarily a bad thing.
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This Is My Happiness
Being diagnosed with depression, anxiety and PTSD following my escape opened up a world of fear. I was ashamed of what my past had assembled and I felt condemned to have a negative life moving on.
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This Road is Long, but Worth It.
I still find it difficult to do a lot of things, but as the weather warms up and the sun comes out, I find myself smiling. Recovery is hard, but it’s worth it.
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Anxiety Shapes My Life
Living with anxiety is one of the reasons I decided to pursue mental health and substance abuse counseling as my career. I want to help people that struggle with the deep, dark monsters known collectively as mental illness.
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What is Wrong with Me?
On the outside looking in, everything is utterly perfect. On the inside, striving for perfection is one of many things that fuels the ugly three-headed monster that swallows up everything happy in my mind. That monster is anxiety.