I haven’t written about my OCD a lot because, until last September, I didn’t even officially know I had OCD. That’s because, as my psychiatrist put it: “It’s hard to tell where one of your anxiety disorders end and the others begin.” However, once I finally got diagnosed, so many things made sense – one of them being this next (poorly illustrated!) story I’m about to tell you. Continue reading “My Mortal Enemy: Four Nut Muesli (Or, What OCD Really Looks Like)”
On Friday, I did something I would have never dreamed of doing even a few years ago – I spoke. Publicly. About my anxiety. It was only in front of maybe 30 people; all people (women and girls) I knew, from my own church. Even though this was a fairly comfortable place to start my public speaking career (lol, no), I was of course still very anxious. Continue reading ““Do You Still Have Panic Attacks””
The first time I heard the song “No Longer Slaves” was when my husband was interviewing at a new church two years ago, and we went to visit one of their services. Although we didn’t end up at that church, we really enjoyed their worship – and I soon realized that “No Longer Slaves” was a popular song. Although I liked the song and sang along, something felt very off to me – though I couldn’t pinpoint it just yet.
Ah, dental anxiety. Four years ago, I wrote a post called The Bravest Twenty-Two Year Old At The Dentist. I had to get my first ever filling. Most people have had at least one by the time their an adult – it’s just life. However, I guess I was lucky up until that point (or brushed my teeth super well?) because now I have to get another one (or two). And I’m scared. Again.
If you suffer from anxiety, you have probably wondered at some point how to stop a panic attack. Panic attacks are often one of the most frustrating things that anxiety-sufferers have to deal with.
Even if you don’t have panic disorder (i.e. seemingly random panic attacks that happen unexpectedly), most anxiety sufferers have panic attacks associated with known triggers (phobias, triggers relating to OCD or PTSD, etc.)
For the first time in my life, I actually have some control over my panic attacks. This is due to a lot of therapy, learning to recognize a panic attack for what it is, and practicing coping mechanisms until they become second nature.
On March 14th, 2018, my husband and I gained possession of our first ever house. Now, if you’ve been following my blog for a while, you know that although this was our first owned house, it was definitely NOT the first place we lived. Continue reading “Happy Housiversary! What One Year In The Same Place Has Taught Me”
Although this quote about is a ‘travel quote,’ I think it works so well for those of us journeying (get it?!) with mental health issues.
Over the summer, I took the tiny step to simply talk to my doctor about an anxiety clinic I had heard about from someone from my church.
And that turned into a referral to the clinic, a consultation, two months of CBT, psychiatrist check-ups, which helped give me the courage to go through with other medical tests I needed to get done.
I never thought that step would actually lead to anything. I’ve seen so many doctors, psychiatrists, psychologists, therapists, and specialists over the years. Nothing changed. But this time, it did lead to something – my own journey of a thousand miles.
I am feeling really encouraged lately.
That’s a new one for me.
Aside from my recent ranty post about Bell Let’s Talk, I haven’t blogged in almost 6 months. There are a few reasons for that, aside from writer’s block. First, I was re-evaluating what I wanted from this blog.
Second, I felt like I needed to do some aesthetic changes but not only had writer’s block, but also…creative (?) block. Third, my anxiety has been almost completely under control, which gives me very little to write about (yay?) However, after my brief hiatus, I am back! Continue reading “My Therapist Basically Dismissed Me, I Got a Camera Shoved Down My Throat and Other Stories”
So, I should probably acknowledge that I haven’t blogged in months. I don’t really have any good excuses except…major writer’s block, and the fact that I’m working more hours now, and my time management skills are clearly not up to par. Anywaaaay,
Today is Bell’s Let’s Talk Day – something that has really come into the spotlight over the last few years (Even Ellen is involved!) When you go to their landing page, you’ll be greeted with this headline:
“There are many ways you can show your support and help create a stigma-free Canada”
As someone who grew up with severe mental illnesses, I honestly thought I was completely alone. I thought I was the only person who experienced the world like I did. I didn’t even know what anxiety was until I was eventually diagnosed with it!
I was ashamed to talk about what was happening in my head. I constantly made excuses about why I couldn’t attend this or that because I didn’t feel comfortable admitting why I really couldn’t go to that party or why I stayed home from school for the third day in a row.
Now, I feel comfortable to be open and honest about most of my mental illnesses and what that not only looks like in my life, but how that affects those around me. 20 years ago, I didn’t even know what was wrong with me. All I knew was that something was extremely wrong.
If I was 7 years old today, I think I would have been diagnosed much earlier. I think my parents would have been better equipped to manage my illness. I think doctors wouldn’t have been so dismissive.
I’m glad we are working towards a “stigma-free Canada”
Me with Boomer, my first dog friend, circa 1993
When I was around a year old, my parents went away to the cottage with my mom’s siblings. There, I got to spend a week away with my first ever dog BFF – my aunt and uncle’s dog. After that, my poor parent’s realized what they were dealing with. Continue reading “To All The Dogs I’ve Loved Before: How Dogs Help With Anxiety”