Anxiety Support Group
Anxiety is a physical condition marked by intense and persistent feelings of distress, fear, angst or dread. General anxiety caused by routine day-to-day stresses usually passes quickly and is experienced by almost everyone at one time or another. However, such feelings that linger over time and are very difficult to cope with, and which lack a clear cause, may indicate...
It's so hard when you are having severe depression and anxiety and you push the people who love you away. Then when you are feeling better you wonder why things don't feel the same with them and they have formed new friendships.
It's so hard and I feel like I'm in elementary school.
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I did the dumbest thing today. I charged my earbuds, unplugged the block and put the block in my little bag instead of the earbuds. I wasn't happy about that when I got to the gym. What a dummy!
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Ever since I stopped doing therapy because of insurance, I've been feeling that old tense and irritable sense of anxiety and stress. I hate that. I was making so many strides and changes during therapy, my therapist would acknowledge all of my progress and accomplishments, and I miss that reassurance. Today I thought about it, and I made those changes! She would always tell me that I chose to...
There is room for all kinds of friends, old friends and new friends. The really good friends will always be there but they have lives to live as well. Conversely maybe they feel the same way as you, that things are not the same.
If you are particularly close to one of your friends maybe it’s worth reaching out and discussing your feelings. Might bring you closer.
I know a lot of people in different ways. Some people I thought were friends were actually acquaintances who are friendly.
Here's to finding the balance that works.
I didn't have any confrontations after the first one went badly. I went with the idea of just sharing the current moment with some other people and realized the connection we had was no longer the same, so the new balance was easier to work with.
Then we get to the awkwardness of resuming social encounters after I've had a psychotic break. Ouchie papa. . . I wasn't exactly a social butterfly before the break, so it is, indeed, hard. Much harder than I recall elementary socializing, even as the new kid in the sandbox.