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””
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”
I haven’t blogged in over two weeks – and I know, I promised one post per week. I had been doing pretty well since March! But every time I opened up a new window to write a new post, I was stuck. Especially after my last post – which got a lot of positive response. Continue reading “Pathetic Fallacy”
Common Anxiety Symptoms Infographic
If you have read some of my recent posts, you’ll know I have been struggling more than usual with my health anxiety. As this was happening, I connected with a good friend who also suffers from some serious health anxiety. She shared with me a picture that listed off common anxiety symptoms.
Three weeks ago, we moved into our new home. Overall, the process was surprisingly easy for me. I usually hate change – even good change, but this was a much-needed change, and I embraced it the best I could. I already feel like my home is, well, home. I’ve adjusted far better than I thought I would, and yet, here we are. Two weeks of panic. All because of a rash. Continue reading “The Rash: Dealing With Two Weeks Of Panic”
Before I begin, I want to send a shout-out to my virtual friend Katie, because her recent post actually inspired me to do…well…what I’m about to tell you I did.
Vacations are hard for me. Just search my blog and you will see that pretty much every time I’ve gone on vacation, I’ve had at least one horrific emetophobia-induced panic attack. Continue reading “Success!”
Emetophobia is my default. When everything else is okay, when I’m not particularly worried about a certain mole or dull pain, when depression slips away…emetophobia is always there. Continue reading “Too Tired To Fight – Emetophobia Update”
You ever hear a song that really hits you? It might not even have anything to do with what you’re feeling, but you hang onto a lyric or two and you feel like it was written just for you? That’s how I feel about these lyrics from Wolves by Big Wreck. Which, by the way, is an awesome song. If you haven’t heard the song before, check it out below.
A year ago, I found out I had a cavity. I was cavity-free for twenty-two years. All of a sudden, the horrors of having to get a filling were all too real. During my last check-up/cleaning in January, my dentist (who also happens to be a family friend) informed me that it was time to fill the cavity. The horror. Continue reading “The Bravest Twenty-Two Year Old at the Dentist”