Good morning. Every morning as many of you know, I wake up with a lot of anxiety and dread. I don’t want to go on living like this. I wake up and think 'oh god here it comes again' and I pray for his help. I ruminate about the life I had, my happy childhood and all the people who cared and loved me, most are no longer around. I never thought life would turn out this way at 53. Alone with no friends, no children and nothing to look forward to. 'What will become of me?' Is a constant thought I have. But my morning anxiety is so unbearable, however as the day goes in it does subside.
Does anyone else experience this? Or is alone battling anxiety and depression?
Thank you. Don