Crying During Therapy

Crying During Therapy

Meeting new people is hard for those of us with anxiety disorder. We believe they are going to judge us, that we are not going to live up to whatever fantastical idea we have created in our heads that they will expect of us.

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Sunday’s Depression

Saturday was a bit of a better day because I was preoccupied and in the sun.

Sunday was the exact opposite. Sunday was the definition of depression. I literally laid curled up in my bed ALL day in a tank top and panties.

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Sea Of Sadness

Sea Of Sadness

This week has been a sea of sadness, brought on by tidal waves of tears. Sunday I had a conversation with a friend of 20 years and when he asked how I was,

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Living Alone

Living Alone

When I first had my real “breakdown,” I went “home” to live with my parents. I put that in quotes because it had never truly been my home. I hadn’t grown up there.

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