I didn’t talk about it much; only those close to me knew the seriousness of the issues I was dealing with. I lived in darkness, with no hope for my future. For all I knew, I would be like this for the rest of my life.
At my darkest moments, I didn’t want to live this life anymore if it meant I was going to live it this way.
I laid in bed, crying, unsure of what to do.
When anxiety has that tight of a grip on our lives, it’s time to make a change. It’s crucial that we make a change. It’s time to fight for our quality of life.
My biggest fear became that I would now fail at “fixing myself.” What if I tried to get better but couldn’t? What if I told myself it was ok to drive to the store, but I couldn’t make it without having a panic attack?
What if I told myself I was safe, but fear crept in anyway?
What if I didn’t feel like everything was ok?
What if I tried, and failed?
Through trial and error, failures and successes, I got to a point where the fear became less and less. The same situations that used to trigger my anxiety stopped bothering me.
I could leave the house without fear.
I could drive without fear.
I could sleep without fear.
And friends, that’s a great feeling. I pray that you begin to find the confidence to challenge yourself to take the first step towards fighting that fear – whatever that means in your own life.
You can do it, I believe in you – and you owe it to yourself to at least try.