These last few weeks have been extremely challenging for me—despite not being in school. They have not been challenging because of my poor health either. Although, my poor health does not help the situation.
Lately, I have been extremely stressed. In fact, I have been so stressed that I gave myself an anxiety attack. I won’t divulge what caused the episode.
Before continuing on, I must mention one thing that I don’t know if I have touched on before. At one point in time, my counselor asked me if I struggle with anxiety.
At the time, I said I did not.
Might I add, she did not ask to be rude in any way. But, from my extremely limited understanding, I think it is common for people who struggle with depression to also struggle with anxiety.
And for those who don’t know, I struggle with depression. You can read more about my journey with depression here.
So, it only made sense for her to ask me if I struggled with anxiety. I still stand by my comment that I did not when she asked a couple of years ago.
However, my reaction to my recent stress affirms to me, I do, in fact, struggle with anxiety. In fact, the entire last year or so affirms I struggle with anxiety.
It took me a while to come to terms with it. I think a small part of me wanted to deny it. However, in this past year, I have talked with a lot of people who struggle with anxiety and seen it firsthand with some close to me.
The more I talked about it and the more I saw, the more I realized, I can identify with anxiety quite a bit.
I haven’t quite figured out how deep this struggle is. But, I am very well aware of it.
It is crucial for you to know I am not ashamed of my struggle with anxiety. I advocate for tackling mental health. I strive to make sense of it in some way, shape, or form. Or, at least to the best of my human ability.
I strive to understand my experience in hopes of helping someone make sense of their own.
So, I tell you: I struggle with anxiety.
I hope to one day express my experience in detail. But, until then, I simply thought now was the opportune time to share. For, like I said earlier, these past few stressful weeks have helped me come to terms.
It is my hope and prayer that my sharing may encourage someone else to do the same. It is my hope and prayer that my sharing would help shatter the stigma of mental health. It is my hope and prayer that my sharing would give me the motivation to seek help.
It is my hope and prayer that my sharing would remind even just one person—you are not alone in your struggles.
Thank you dearly for taking time out of your lives to read my blog! Your support means the world to me. I praise God you found this blog, whether you stumbled upon it accidentally or sought it out intentionally.
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I pray God would bless you and be with you always, no matter where you find yourselves in life.
He was delivered over to death for our sins and was raised to life for our justification. – Romans 4:25 (NIV).