Living with anxiety is an everyday struggle. Will tomorrow be better than today? Will next week be better than this week? Will next month be better than this month? These are the thoughts of person with anxiety. Whether we are worrying about our health, money, romance, and the list goes on; we all struggle/deal with the unkown. I think this is where we go wrong. Remember the days where we would live for the moment? Remember when we looked foward to going places, having fun with friends, and living life? In order for us to return to this state we must have patience. We cannot get frustrated with a bad hour, day, or week. I have learned that we need to accept the way that we are, and be positive about the future. I find myself looking back months ago when my anxiety was at its peak. I was scared of not getting better, or getting worse. The OCD in me focused so much on myself that everything else was dead to me. I was self loathing. "Why me", I would ask myself. Why can't I beat this thing? These types of thought caused greater anxity and make the hole I was in deeper. I have decided to deal with this thing without medication. Is this a wise choice? I don't know? I have started therapy, and it seems to be helping. Talking to someone who has seen all that anxiety can bring, really reassures me, and makes me feel better. I gonna start some CBT soon, and hope to learn how to cope. I AM a hypochondric, I DO have anxiety, and I CAN and WILL win this battle. It's going to take time, but it can be done! To all of you that also deal with anxiety, "take a couple of deep breaths, let the anxious thoughts float away." (Dr. Claire Weeks) Your bad times can and will get better, just give it time.
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