I have owned my depression, and it has opened so many doors for me, and made me a better person. The goal now is to help others do the same.
Posts tagged anxiety
My family is happier. I’m happier. Yes, this is a recovery process but I no longer see the light at the end of the tunnel as an oncoming train. For me, that light is sunshine. I don’t have to ask where is the sunshine anymore. I’m seeing it peek through the clouds and just that alone is reason to continue.
I was a mess and I knew perfectly well I couldn’t take responsibility for my recovery, I couldn’t man up and take the matters into my own hands – they would slip right through them. I was a puppet and my social anxiety was pulling the strings.
I like to please people and make them happy. When in fact I need to make myself happy, because in the end it is my life and my story and I’m the writer.
I don’t know where it comes from but I still get out of bed most days and manage to wash. Brushing my teeth in the shower helps just a tiny bit. Getting out for a walk helps a little more. Exercising with a personal trainer has got me to lose almost 20 kg in the last 6 months. I am learning the guitar and hope to revisit drawing which I was reasonably good at when I was at school. I’ve joined a band (I am quite a good drummer) and am trying to get out a bit more.
Growing up with an adult who suffered from severe mood swings and outbursts made my young life very confusing. I never knew what the day would bring. People with Bipolar, Borderline, or Narcissistic Personality Disorder have unpredictable behaviors. A lot of blaming and shaming is involved. As a young kid, I was on the receiving […]
My recovery story begins when I asked for help getting out of an abusive relationship. I was dating a guy who gave no regard to me or my body. He made me have sex with him and do sexual things every time we were together. I was afraid of him. I never directly said no […]
My name is Milagro and I have been fighting with mental illness since I was seven years old. I am now twenty seven. My mother had depression and an anxiety disorder. My bothers and I have been in and out of the foster care system since I was three. My father passed away when I […]
After leaving the Armed Forces, I was diagnosed with clinical Depression, chronic Anxiety and PTSD. I found myself on a waiting list for Cognitive Behavioral Therapy (CBT), and was offered mind-altering medication to help me until my name came up. This was not acceptable to me, but I had little choice; there were few other […]
What the agoraphobic wants *normal* people to know: When I say I can’t go out I really can’t. For some reason my brain reacts as if it’s life threatening event. And what I experience is very similar to what everyone does when they start to pass away, scary huh? Imagine having those feelings through out […]