When I was in the full throws of anxiety, I struggled to visualise who I would be without it because it was one of the few things that I was certain of - I was an anxious person and I was very good at it.
I wore anxiety like a spiked comfort blanket; a blanket that gave both reassurance and pain at the same time, but despite the torture it inflicted upon me, I was terrified to remove it because I feared who I would be without it.
I walked in this world of pain for years, until I decided I'd had enough. I knew that if I did not fight it head on, my life was over. Everyday was a living nightmare punctured with FEAR, pain, terror and so many bodily reactions it was beyond overwhelming. I prayed at night that I would die in my sleep because the thought of waking to another day of 'it' was too much. No-one seemed to understand and I get that now, because the reality was I didn't understand it myself.
I did it - I fought back over 12 months or so, and I won. The woman who was too terrified to go to the supermarket, or on a night out, gained a degree in counselling. The woman that cancelled 2 holidays to Spain, because she couldn't fly, emigrated from England to Australia. The woman that wore the cloak of anxiety, removed it and stamped all over it and shredded it to make sure she would never have to wear it again.
What I want to say is that there is hope because if I can go from a lifetime (from childhood) of living with anxiety to overcoming it (plus a lot more since), anyone can. 🌸
As a former sufferer of childhood anxiety, my passion is helping children and parents overcome anxiety. I currently work as a child trauma counsellor part time and in my spare time I write and build my website which has a shop dedicated with resources that aim to reduce anxiety. Thank you for reading my blog. Laura 🌸