I’m sure I have had anxiety since I was in my moms womb. Have passed through a lot of suffering…
Still, I have lived a beautiful life with my inseparable friend… though I think she has to go…I’m not giving up this time! Trusting me is the first step
I am sure most of us have already heard that recovery isn't always linear, but I'll specify further by saying that it also isn't always so easy to perceive. In my many, many years of recovery, I rarely noticed how my relationship with anxiety was improving. I always wished it was like the physical gains you notice when you exercise or make wiser food choices, but it rarely is. However, there are moments where I do see the gains I've made. When I'm carrying a load of laundry to the basement while shaking and feeling like I'm going to jump out of my skin. When night falls, and I am distracted from watching television by worries about panic thoughts and feelings, and questions of whether I should take a Xanax (which I use about once a year). These are the moments when I "see" what anxiety is (uncomfortable feelings, thoughts, etc.) and what it is not (proof of my instability and weakness, proof of my hopelessness, proof of me eventually "losing it"). These "seeing" moments add up and eventually anxiety becomes a paper tiger rather than a colossus of dread.
Thanks again Drew. I have been suffering with gad and other anxiety disorders for over 40 years now and was beginning to think I was a lost cause. Not even the medical professionals have given up on me. Your posts give me hope. I have MS now to top it all and that has taken a lot of my independence. I don't know if that is a blessing or a curse.
I’m sure I have had anxiety since I was in my moms womb. Have passed through a lot of suffering…
Still, I have lived a beautiful life with my inseparable friend… though I think she has to go…I’m not giving up this time! Trusting me is the first step
Thank you for this Drew ✨🙏🏻
I am sure most of us have already heard that recovery isn't always linear, but I'll specify further by saying that it also isn't always so easy to perceive. In my many, many years of recovery, I rarely noticed how my relationship with anxiety was improving. I always wished it was like the physical gains you notice when you exercise or make wiser food choices, but it rarely is. However, there are moments where I do see the gains I've made. When I'm carrying a load of laundry to the basement while shaking and feeling like I'm going to jump out of my skin. When night falls, and I am distracted from watching television by worries about panic thoughts and feelings, and questions of whether I should take a Xanax (which I use about once a year). These are the moments when I "see" what anxiety is (uncomfortable feelings, thoughts, etc.) and what it is not (proof of my instability and weakness, proof of my hopelessness, proof of me eventually "losing it"). These "seeing" moments add up and eventually anxiety becomes a paper tiger rather than a colossus of dread.
Thanks again Drew. I have been suffering with gad and other anxiety disorders for over 40 years now and was beginning to think I was a lost cause. Not even the medical professionals have given up on me. Your posts give me hope. I have MS now to top it all and that has taken a lot of my independence. I don't know if that is a blessing or a curse.