I'm not sure why. Maybe because I'm afraid of change and/or the unknown.
I'm tired of feeling so terrible. I do get suicidal but I don't want to leave my son behind.
I'm on meds and go to therapy. I've been battling this disorder for around 20 yrs. It has always been there but in smaller pieces. It has taken so much from me.
I don't know how I made it this far.
I was really having such a good day today. I was doing really well with self care: feeding myself, getting myself to school, and even swimming this morning (which is a HUGE deal). And then I had to sit in a class which just happened to cover a topic today that was WAY too triggering for me. I had to excuse myself and leave, and as soon as I was alone I flashed....I felt so so happy this morning...
I am so tired of having to deal with anxiety every single day.....i always wonder why some people must suffer while others dont...everyone has problems i get that...but mine just seem never ending....