I am still too afraid to mention who I am, but I will tell you a little bit about my history. I have been going to therapy since the 4th grade, and I am 22 years old now. Off and on I have visited the offices of counselors and professionals who have always said that I was just sad because a relative had died. 2 years ago I met a counselor who knew exactly what was going on because she had anxiety and depression, as well. My mentality was “If she could be successful, so can I.” She gave me all of the resources and materials that I need in order to manage my depression and anxiety disorder. Within the last year, I stopped going to her because I moved back home to be closer to family. I became a student again, and quit my job due to harassment. I have been in the dumps since then, and am tired of feeling sorry for myself.
On August 24th, 2017, I decided that enough was enough. I was going to get better and no longer let my mental illness define my life. It’s going to take a while, and I know I have a lot to discover, but I have goals in mind. I am building my self-esteem, my overall health, my social life, and my ability to control anxiety and panic attacks. I am going to live a happy life, and I am never going to let my emotions overwhelm me again.
Within this blog, I’m am going to share my darker and better days. My thoughts, my worries, activities that I found that made me feel better. Maybe even some practices that have helped me lower my negative thoughts and emotions. I promise I will not be an “Eeyore”, since I am trying to better myself, just hang in there with me. Not every journey towards recovery is a piece of cake, though I prefer pie.