Today I’ve been browsing some blogs I follow, and something clearly stands out to me. We all have different stories, and varied issues and challenges. But the same thread strings us together.
We are all fighting, or have fought through, insurmountable problems. We all strive for a happy, peaceful, fulfilling life. We want our children’s lives to be easier.
Personally, I’ve dealt with mental health issues that have plagued myself and my daughter — anxiety and panic attacks. I’m grateful and proud to say that both of us have made it through the darkest times. Not that there aren’t going to be anxiety-ridden days ahead. The difference is that now we’re able to control our panic symptoms.
We’re all at different points in our recovery journeys. But once you’ve been there, you get it. You understand the frustration and pain of others going through similar struggles. You can listen, sympathize, and support.
The most important part of my recovery was to realize I wasn’t alone. I truly thought no one in this world would understand me. How could anyone get why I don’t want to drive or go certain places because I know, I just know, I’ll freak out and panic? The symptoms are SO scary!
But there are millions of other anxiety sufferers who DO understand. It’s such a comfort to me to know that.
I am not alone. And neither are you.