We are a nation of sick, tired, depressed, and anxious citizens.
When it comes to feeling empathy for those who live with an anxiety disorder, especially if you have never experienced it personally, it can be a bit mind boggling.
Believe me when I say, in stressful situations, there are scenarios, usually bad, running through my head that you would never think of in a million years.
How can we make a connection with another person when we can’t get out of our own head?
Benzodiazepines can come with a whole lot of baggage. Valium, Diazepam, Xanax, or Ativan, call it what you will, but in some circles, if you’re using these, it’s best to keep it a secret.
Anxiety differs from fear in that it is an anticipation of future threat and involves “cautious or avoidant behaviors”, usually excessive or out of proportion to the threat.
It’s just there, like an imaginary friend that no one can see but me. Only it’s far from imaginary.
For more than a year now, I have been writing a book tentatively titled “A in for Anxiety: My Life as a Worrywart”...
I set myself free
No, really. Michelle Freemark is completely fine.