Like moms and other women in caregiving roles, it seems that older sisters are disproportionately likely to take on family responsibilities.
From the day that I had my first panic attack at age 15, my life was never the same. I looked up at my mother, wanting her to save me.
For over five years, I endured these attacks with no knowledge of how to end them, or why they began.
For over five years, I endured these attacks. A therapist identified the source of this physical and mental torment: anxiety.
My anxiety doesn’t mean I can’t be a good parent. In fact, it makes me a better one.
We anxiety sufferers are good at covering up how we’re really feeling. You are not alone.
Here is what it is like to date someone with anxiety (in my experience, anyway).
Whenever a thought pops up into my mind, I stop, assess it, and then talk it off its ledge. Imagine doing this 50 times a day — it gets tiring.
Anxiety disorders — PTSD, OCD, and Panic Disorder, to name a few — are the most common mental illnesses in the United States, with about 18% of the population struggling with one. No one wants to be put on blast for their weaknesses or wiring issues. I just wish there was a way to better understand the silent majority — the people who suffer every day.