I have more or less recovered from my anxiety by applying a variety of techniques and practices into my life. Even so, I’m a long way from the end. Since at university I’ve suffered from two panic attacks but it hasn’t hindered me – it’s helped me grow. I see my journey as exactly that: a journey. It’s a process of development and acceptance of myself as an individual.
I’d be lying if I were to say I don’t think about my anxiety anymore. I’ve had many occasions when a certain song or photo has hit a nerve and brought back so many hard memories. It’s unbelievable how certain songs can do that to you, how they can bring back so many feelings all at once.
For me, a huge progress is eating breakfast. It’s something I wasn’t able to do for such a long time. In my January exams this year at university it was the first time I was ever able to eat before an exam since my anxiety got really bad. I was so proud of myself for being able to do that, in fact, I still am proud! Those sort of small victories should be celebrated because it’s recognising the fact that you’ve made progress. And progress is key.
I ask those of you reading this that know me to not judge me for my journey but to embrace it. Remember it for when you may face a similar situation for yourself. I hope you found this post interesting and that it may have helped some of those reading it with their own personal battles. My only advice is to talk. Tell people how you feel. Let them know you’re struggling – it’s not a sign of weakness, it’s a sign of strength.
I hope these posts about my battle have helped some people realise that they’re not alone and that to have anxiety or another mental health issue doesn’t make you “a freak” or “abnormal” because it is normal and you can’t help the way you feel! All I can say to those that do suffer is that you’re not alone.