It is Possible to Live with Whatever Issue is Interfering with Your Life
Living with depression, anxiety, Panic disorer, bipolar disorder, whatever it may be can really be debilitating to ones life. I am sharing my story because I realized how many people out there are suffering with some form of mental health but may not know what is happening, they could be scared to tell anyone what’s going on with them, they don’t know what to do. That was me! Many years ago. Honestly, I’ve been suffering with anxiety and panic disorder since I can remember. Meaning I started having this as a little girl. Of course it worsened as I got older, however I was always feeling a bit more anxious than the others, or so I thought. Who knows, there could of been others feeling this way, but I told nobody!
I still have not found a doctor to really help me. Every one of them would suggest antidepressants because they have proved to help with anxiety. I realize that anti-anxiety medications are really not good for our brains. My doctors all said these types of medications put our brains in a state of dimentia and it is not reversible. I am now 52 years old and I’ve been dealing with this my whole life! I really started feeling hopeless, like I should just deal with it because I will not get any help from these doctors. I don’t really know what I wanted from them, it wasn’t a specific medication, I just wanted some sort of advice that made sense. I couldn’t finish college, I have student loans totaling $65,000 and I have NO degree! I had to keep dropping classes because once I have a panic attack, I will never go to that place again.
I started to not have interest in my appearance. This is something I’ve always kept up with and cared about. I, like anyone else, cared how I looked. Not for anyone else, for myself. The first thing I did, as much as I didn’t have the energy or desire to do this, I started putting my make-up on again. I started to take care off my skin again, something I’ve done since I was 20 years old. I started doing my hair again, which isn’t much of anything, but I took care of it.