The face of crushing anxiety.
I suffer from anxiety. It has had an impact on my relationships, my work and my self worth.
A friend told me that actions can sometimes cure a bout of anxiety and as this picture shows, being outdoors also helps.
Being with friends helps.
Talking helps.
Throwing myself at work helps.
Reading helps.
Watching TV helps.
Being distracted helps.
But there are also times when nothing helps.
When I’m in a spiral of anxious thoughts that flood my mind, I’m left paralysed and unable to contemplate life on any level.
I’m left in a void and the part of me that still exists tries to dig deep and find the tools that I have been told will help. But those tools are only as good as I keep them.
My current journey is to make those tools stronger and more accessible. A difficult task which anyone else who suffers from will attest to.
However, if I don’t make the effort and the sacrifices then this will forever be a burden that I’ll have to carry. It’s a tough long journey but a necessary one.
But I also want to thank and acknowledge the amazing people in my life who in their own way have shown me love, caring and understanding through this. I will forever be grateful to every single one of you.
