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@crazywordycher, it’s usually something that helps but my anxiety is now happening around this stupid thought that the tub is going to fall through the floor

 

what’s dumb is that a fall like that wouldn’t even kill a person

it’ll hurt a lot but I wouldn’t die

so why am I freaking out

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also my medication shipped yesterday.

I hope it comes in tomorrow. 

please, for the love of Odin, followers, if I ever talk about how I think I can stop taking it or if you read me talking about not taking it remind me of how godawful this has been. 

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misplaced midwest: a glimpse into my current personal life...

kirakimori:

shadyoaks:

sonyams:

i’m sure no one will care, but i need to vent right now.

so i have high anxiety disorder. i’ve had it for years, it was only diagnosed when i finally was able to get help for it when i was 19 (i also have a minor form of long term manic depression too). it used to be constant until i spent a good…

anxiety is way more horrific than the word suggests. :( I’ve had it for a while too, not cool. fighting it gets really exhausting, but you made that phone call dude; you’re always just a little bit stronger than you think. 

I wish more people understood just how horrid it is, and how much it takes to do little things like make that phone call.  I frequently procrastinate things because I’m downright scared of them.  Hell, I’m probably still unemployed because I’m simply afraid of working.  Went on meds in Nov 09, after many bouts of screaming with the parents … although that wasn’t really my trigger.  What really made me realize  I needed help was when I couldn’t bring myself to eat a McDonald’s cheeseburger that was sitting right in front of me. As disgusting as their manufacturing process is, that’s one of my favorite foods.

Living with anxiety literally hurts.  I know it’s not easy.

it’s stopped me from working hard to get jobs, that’s for sure. The worst part of it is, you can sometimes forget that it’s the anxiety and think that there’s something wrong with you besides that; you start beating yourself up, going “why can’t I do these things that normal people can do?” 

the most painful thing is when people close to you just can’t even fathom how it is in your head. They don’t say it, but you worry that they think you’re just lazy; when they get frustrated and yell at you it’s only reinforced. but when some of the most basic things are terrifying, cowering is the only thing that doesn’t make you scream and cry with fear.

People reading this without anxiety might think this is an exaggeration. 

I’m glad you’re trying medication, Kirakimori. I’m a huge advocate of the combination of medication and therapy, as this combination has been proven to work better than either alone. We seem to shy away from medication as a solution, which is probably well-meaning (I did it too) but these medications, while often overprescribed, yeah, DO HELP those of us who are really struggling. The medication essentially acts like a life boat and the therapy helps us to re-wire our brains and row ourselves back to shore. 

I realized yesterday how big of a difference my medication had been making when I dealt with a bit of a snippy customer and suddenly lurched into a depressive state; this hadn’t happened to me in a really long time, but I realized I hadn’t been taking my medication for a few weeks…bad Lauren. 

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misplaced midwest: a glimpse into my current personal life...

sonyams:

i’m sure no one will care, but i need to vent right now.

so i have high anxiety disorder. i’ve had it for years, it was only diagnosed when i finally was able to get help for it when i was 19 (i also have a minor form of long term manic depression too). it used to be constant until i spent a good…

anxiety is way more horrific than the word suggests. :( I’ve had it for a while too, not cool. fighting it gets really exhausting, but you made that phone call dude; you’re always just a little bit stronger than you think. 

Filed under anxiety depresson life personal