I struggle with anxiety.
No, not in the “OMG I’m so stressed out and anxious about this test,” kind of way either. The clinical and constant kind of anxiety.
I am being treated for anxiety. Generalized Anxiety Disorder was the label stuck on it, specifically.
I’m open and expressive about my story. I don’t do it for pity or compassion from those who know me either. I don’t want to be pitied. I just want to tell you my story. This article is to help me and others. In fact, my website as whole is turning into a testament to my journey, and the different strives I am making towards my own recovery.
One of the reasons I do this is because of the stigma. For a long time, I was terrified to ask for help. Even though panic attacks, tears and and social anxiety were ruling my life, it was really difficult to do.
I thought that if I talked about it, it meant something was wrong with ME…me as a person. Obviously, anxiety is a struggle that shouldn’t have to happen even though it does. But I believed that the anxiety was completely my fault and a negative part of myself. I was constantly canceling plans at the last minute because I couldn’t get out of bed, or I felt too embarrassed. I couldn’t separate the anxiety problems from myself.
Eventually my boyfriend, now fiance, Max, helped me make an appointment, after I had already cancelled the first one. He walked me to the appointment and waited outside. The doctor gave me medication for depression and anxiety. At the time, I felt small. I felt like a broken person.
But then things started to change.
Over time, medication helped, but I also began to learn how to control it. While anxiety was and still is a part of me, the other parts of me are bigger and stronger.
Sharing your struggle is an empowering exercise, and so is sharing the lessons that you have learned along the way. Here are a few of the many ways living with anxiety has actually helped me grow.
1. It taught me to ask for help, even when it’s difficult.
2. It taught me how important it is to take care of me.
3. It challenged me to stand up for myself.
4. It forced me to be comfortable in my own skin.
5. It led me to actively discover new passions and to find joy in life again.
Anxiety sucks. It really does. It has been one of the most challenging things I have ever experienced. It can be debilitating and exhausting, but it can also empower you, especially when you know you can rise above it.
That is why I wanted to post this article, and why I have written many articles about my journey. I want to show that it isn’t something you should be embarrassed about. Mental illness has a negative stigma. It’s getting better, but it still exists. Some even believe it’s a completely destructive force that can’t ever be beat. They see it as a deal breaker for success and happiness. I’m here to tell you otherwise. My struggle with anxiety empowered me and taught me. In a lot of ways, it’s made me a better person. I believe I can get past the ways it holds me back, and if you struggle as well, so can you.
If that person is you, know that I didn’t get this way overnight. It took me a long time to confront and then openly discuss my own struggles. But I do so to give some kind of piece of mind to readers who live with the same difficulties. I hope this post leaves you feeling like you can conquer your own demons as well, because trust me, you can do anything. The sky truly is the limit, and even the most painful parts of life can teach and empower you to be the person you’re meant to be.
A note from Sara: This article was originally posted on SaraStrives.com in June 2016. Since then, I have written more articles about my mental health struggles. Check them out if you want to hear more! Thank you so much for reading.
More About the Author
Sara is from Austin, TX and currently attends college at UNT. She’s an Art and Design Studies major with a minor in entrepreneurship. Sara is also newly married. She runs her own blog at sarastrives.com, and runs her own freelance design business at normanstreetdesigns.com. Sara writes about her struggle with mental illness, as well as her college experiences and lifestyle. Sara’s favorite thing to do is sit with her husband, Max, and her emotional support dog, Norman, and watch way too much Criminal Minds.