Today I turn 45. Life is good, but my brain sometimes forgets that. I am finding my anxiety gets worse and worse as I get older and creates days when I truly can't get out of bed and then have to deal with the "hangover" effects for days and days afterwards. It is so hard battling this, it feels so awful and so overwhelming and impacts so many people around me.
I know I am strong and I will survive through it but when you are in the middle of an episode it feels like everything is crumbling and can not be rebuilt. So I break the day down into small pieces to make them manageable. I try to control my racing brain and focus on what I know to be true; that I am loved, that I am safe and that I will get through this.
For now I will focus on trying to change my meds (which will be a hard journey) and staying focused on being positive. It will be okay.