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Poll: What’s Your Relationship Like With Your Anxiety Disorder?

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“Poll: What’s Your Relationship Like With Your Anxiety Disorder?”

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1. valQIS 2:20 am on July 8th, 2012

   I can accept having Anxiety Disorder as it runs in my family. My grandmother had it the worst & she raised 7 kids. My mother has it, too. The worst part about my Anxiety Disorder, is when I’m around people who are anxious or is having some anxiety; it ramps up my anxiety. Then my anxiety ramps up theirs & it becomes a vicious circle. I’ve had to be the one to stand up & let them know that they are “pushing” my buttons. My latest attack was finding out that the Anxiety medications are “messing” with my kidneys & I’m having to cut back on my med; eventually I’ll be off of the drug. If my anxiety doesn’t stop, then I’ll have to go on a “kidney friendly” drug. In the meantime, I’m doing things to help me cope: gardening, walking the dog, exercising on the treadmill; & taking “Ta’i Chi” again.

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2. myself 9:03 am on July 5th, 2012

   My anxiety definds me, just as every step I have taken is a part of me. It is not a herdel, it is life. What it means is that I still have things that I must forgive and foorget, or in some cases if I cannot forgive and forget, then I just let go. Everytime I let go I feel more complete, I feel no anger towards anybody, I forgive. My anxiety is just my minds way of saying – hay ur holding a lot inside, maybe u should move on with life. If u want to see the light u must stop blundering in the dark put things in order, throw away the garbage & then sweet bliss as the light shines. Don’t try to be a hero- listen to what ur body is trying to tell u.

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3. ~VA~ 2:30 pm on June 28th, 2012

   I’m not really sure which option to choose in the survey…I didn’t know I had an anxiety disorder until September. Before then I didn’t really think anything was wrong with me–I wished I was super outgoing but it didn’t really bother me that I wasn’t. Now that I know, I realize how much I’ve been missing out on and how much it’s controlled my life, and that makes me mad. Still though, while I don’t like the way it makes me feel, I don’t (usually) see it as a super bad thing.

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