Let me tell you how I woke up this morning and you decided to kick my butt. I am not exaggerating when I say that today, you are seriously kicking my butt so as bitter as it may sound, you are definitely taking over and sadly, I'm okay with that because I am tired of fighting you and feeling unworthy…
At the crack of dawn, I woke up, did my usual routine you know: brushed my teeth, took a shower, got dressed and finished getting my lunch box together. As I was feeling positive, jovial and very much ready to make my way out the door, I couldn’t find my car keys! And that's when YOU decided to make an appearance and made it your mission to take over my whole day and quite frankly, I was over it. The worrisome of being late to work again for the third time in one week commenced and as those thoughts were piling up in my head more and more, my little brother found my keys hiding under my lunch box. The same lunch box that I was done fixing last right before heading out the door for work.
Relieved that my keys were found, I thought everything was going to be fine moving forward and boy was I wrong because from the time I Left my house at 6:12 AM to the time I got to work at 7:30 AM, a lot happened.
So, in the span of an hour and a couple of minutes, I got caught in traffic because of an accident ( you know how it goes on the highway ), spilled coffee on myself trying to navigate through traffic and got the work 30 minutes late. To cut this long story short, I spent the rest of the day not only being on edge but also being fidgety about EVERY little thing possible.
Although my day was filled with worried and tears, although my day was being led and taken over by you, I still end the day feeling accomplished and victorious. I did NOT let you push me to over dose on my medications like before and I did NOT let you push me over the edge into hurting myself. So yes, you was kicking my butt early in the morning and yes you was taking over my day but at the end, it feels great to see that I WON THE BATTLE AGAINST YOU!
My advice to you my readers:
Please be more vocal about your anxiety and please let people around you understand that anxiety is a part of your life whether you've been diagnosed or not because I know if I had allow myself to share it with my family and friends, it would have made life easier for them and myself. Don’t be afraid to ask for HELP.
WHEN DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE HAVING AN ANXIETY ATTACK?
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