The new normal. I first began to experience true symptoms of #anxiety
after a breakdown in 2014, at least that’s when I first realized that something was up.
Going through the motions of trying to sort through my feelings, putting the puzzle pieces together one doctor/specialist visit at a time, I was lost and confused and wondered when the hell this was going to end, when will things go back to “normal”? It took me quite a while, probably a couple years to understand that my #anxiety
wasn’t going anywhere.
The most difficult thing for me was to move away from living in the past, my past life almost haunted me, constantly comparing the now with the past. I longed for my life to go back to the way it was before.
After seeing therapists, speaking to many others on their own journey to #mentalhealth
, and truly beginning to understand my feelings, I slowly learned to accept my #anxiety
. It was also crucial for me to shift my negative associations to focusing on a positive future. I no longer viewed anxiety as a limitation, and most importantly stopped living in the past through realizing that life isn’t over just because I had anxiety. This is not to say that I don’t have days or periods of time where I miss the days before anxiety, the difference is I can control those feelings and I have the tools to remind myself to keep moving forward.
I embraced the way I felt, and overtime welcomed my new normal. (pic circa 2009, probably on the way to Circa haha)