I knew I never really felt like leaving the house, other than for absolutely mandatory activities such as work, but I didn’t immediately recognize this as a sign of dysfunction. People just want to stay home sometimes, right? I mean going out and running errands is such a hassle, it’s not that unusual to prefer the comforts of home. Well, I eventually did start to notice that maybe my responses to doing things outside of the house weren’t so normal. Here are the big 10 that let me know that maybe this whole anxiety thing had a firmer grip on me than I realized:
So here I am, writing my very first blog post on my very first blog all about anxiety. Guess what? It’s giving me anxiety. My name is Shauna and I have been blessed/cursed with an anxious brain. I’ve dealt with anxiety since I was a child but it wasn’t until about six years ago that my intrusive thoughts, and physiological response in the form of panic attacks, became a debilitating part of my daily life. I realize that some of you may have been dealing with anxiety for 50 years, and some may just be beginning to notice it creeping in on your thoughts, but no matter the length of time, an anxious brain is no minor foe to contend with.