Over two weeks.
I sit here passionate about mental health. I have come around the corner and feel on the mend. However, I feel so fortunate because of the family, friends, and health care I have access too. My heart aches for those who suffer because they do not have such support. I feel like this can be an ultimate goal for myself. I work in higher education and I can make a difference. Once I am comfortable, I will make a difference. I will help those I can. This is the biggest motivation to work at getting myself healthy.
Currently, I feel about 75% back to myself. While my mind is getting into the routine of work, my body is completely exhausted. I have no appetite. I eat but it is a chore. I am struggling with the idea of who I am and my self confidence is shaken. The anxiety took over for awhile and I was weak. I met a part of me I never knew. I part of me I hope never to see again. However, if I do get another panic/anxiety attack I hope I can get through it with coping techniques that I will build for myself. As a logical and analytical thinker, I want to know everything about the experience. I want to know why, how, what was the trigger, how can I prevent this. This insight will lead to healing. Learning to love my whole self and accepting truly my faults.
Life is good.
A path of figuring out my place. Writing to digest. Knitting along the way.
I love you and know you'll find your way through this. You are not alone and we are here to support you in any way we can. This too shall pass my friend. Have a wonderful week!
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