No one told me this adulting thing was going to be this much of a struggle. However…here we are, and while we’re here I have to make the best life out of this thing called life. I won’t deprive or deny myself of happiness, peace and prosperity because it’s hard. I realized, rather late in life, that no one could save me from myself but me. So rather than continue and survive my life; constantly worrying about the future and regretting my past; I want to live.
It’s around 40 million adults (ranging from the ages 18 yrs and older); according to Anxiety & Depression Association for America; that suffer with anxiety. It’s the most common mental illness and I can imagine it’s probably so many of us that are undiagnosed. Honestly, I haven’t been diagnosed but I’m sure it wouldn’t be a question if I did. At the age of 16 I had high blood pressure. I wasn’t overweight, inactive or ate a bunch of high sodium foods (even though I didn’t have the best diet) it was literally stress.
What on earth could I be stressed about at 16?! I honestly had nothing to be stressed about but my own negative thoughts. I was overthinking, highly sensitive, insecure and bottled things inside. As a teenager I don’t think I could explain what was going on, because I didn’t understand what was going on. My life consisted of constant self doubt, uncertainty, feelings of failure and the fear of the unknown. Listen… over time this became too heavy to carry and I could feel myself breaking down. I also could feel myself breaking people down around me because of my dependency.
What on earth could I be stressed about at 16?! I honestly had nothing to be stressed about but my own negative thoughts.