I have struggled with anxiety and depression for 20ish years. It affects my relationships, social life, work, etc.
I'm glad I joined this group where others can relate. Tomorrow is a new day ❤
I have struggled with anxiety and depression for 20ish years. It affects my relationships, social life, work, etc.
I'm glad I joined this group where others can relate. Tomorrow is a new day ❤
Hi justjenn. I'm glad you joined this group too. I've struggled with the same for also about 25 years. It sucks but we got to keep fighting. We do it together here.
Hi. I’m glad you joined ! 🌺🌺
Same here anxiety and depression for about 30 years. The last 3 years is the hardest right now.
Same with me. I started when having panic attacks when I was 16 and I am 55 now. I have had good periods of time over the years and know I will have some more in the future but it really sucks when you are going through the bad times.
I always think that tomorrow I'll have the motivation to get things done that I avoided today, but I don't. I used to be really active but in 1993 my knees started going bad & I had to give up skiing. Then I had to give up hiking in the mountains, which I loved. It was one of the best times of my life.
But I kept doing things around the house, like I put 3 windows in the LR wall with no help. I just decided the wall needed windows and put them in. I wasn't manic. I wish I *were* manic. I used to get exercise by dancing for an hr or so.
My work situation was horrible so I retired early. Then for some reason my son asked me to move to his town even though our relationship had been iffy since he was 15. I think he's mentally ill (not just the iffy stuff but other things, like he's so anxious he can't work full time). My father was manic-depressive and my son's father is a stalker. After I moved here, he said "I don't understand why you moved here". Duh? He's a disrespectful, hypercritical 47-yr-old teenager. Lately he's treated me with such disrespect I had to cut off communications. He made me feel like a battered wife.
The only times I go out are when I've run out of milk or have a Dr appt. I feel like I -- my essence -- got abducted and I got left with this useless shell. I'd be much better off if I'd get exercise, but I can't make myself do it.