I often have a difficult time expressing my thoughts and feelings in words. Written as well as spoken. So I often find it easier to use other people’s words when I can relate to what they’re saying.
Here is another article, but this one hit very close to home.
She may as well be talking about my life! The path to diagnosis was a bit different, but the stomach aches, from a very young age, with no real explanation… That was me.
The thought that I had some major life threatening illness was always present in my mind.
They got so bad that I had a bunch of tests done in grade 9 but the doctors couldn’t find anything wrong.
I also started having chronic head aches and heart palpitations in college. Had a bunch of tests done and no one could figure out what was wrong.
To be honest, I felt kind of betrayed by our health system. Especially after realizing that the answer was screaming everyone in the face. Even me. But I’m the patient. I came to the doctors for answers and didn’t get them.
It wasn’t until I basically had a nervous breakdown when I was 26 that I finally realized something else was wrong and I needed help. It took me basically telling the doctor I was overwhelmed with day to day life to finally get a proper diagnosis. I didn’t know what anxiety was at the time. But now, I feel like I know or a little too well.
A little over a year later, I’m doing a lot better. I still have my bad days. More than I’d care to admit. But I finally found the right meds to help with my depression, which helps a bit with my anxiety, but nothing seems to help my anxiety more than my own self awareness.
My anxiety is still there, every day, but I know now that it is anxiety and not some serious disease that is slowly killing me. Simply knowing that helps me get through each day.