It all started back in middle school when I was in the 8th grade. I noticed a change in myself. I knew the feeling of depression but had no idea what anxiety was then. Reflecting back I realized I showed signs of anxiety. This is why I always felt uncomfortable.
There were times when I tried to explain to my mom how uncomfortable I felt in the school classrooms. She thought I was talking nonsense. I wish she would’ve taken me more seriously back then. Maybe I would’ve found out earlier that I had anxiety. Sometimes she still acts funny when I talk about what I go through with anxiety.
Later on, when I started blogging that’s when I discovered what anxiety was all about. Most people in the blogging world suffer from anxiety and depression. I could relate to them because they been through the same experiences as me. There was a sense of relief to know everything I experience was real and I wasn’t crazy.
As a matter of fact, there are nights that I can’t go to bed without my thoughts running me crazy! Sometimes I wake up feeling scared with my heart beating fast. This is some signs of anxiety. I’m glad that I discovered that I have anxiety because I would still be confused to why “weird” things happen or bother me. Also, because it solved unanswered questions. I’m glad to know there are other people out here that are just like me. I don’t feel so alone anymore talking about anxiety.
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