We have all fallen into the judgement trap.
Listening to the cacophony of voices telling us what we would, could, and should be can lead to, you guessed it, anxiety.
And on the upside, I don’t catch a lot of colds and flus.
I have always loved analogies.
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.
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”...