I wrote this post with the thoughts of everyone going through anxiety, depression, panic attacks.. a week ago today I couldn't get up from my bed..I couldn't stop crying. .I couldn't stop my bad thoughts. I couldn't explain to my kids what's wrong with mommy..I couldn't stop anxiety.. the only thing helped me though out the horrible experience was prayers. Staying positive . And reminding myself that , this is not the end.. I allowed my thoughts to come and go.. I prayed and cried at a temple . (I'm not even Hindu) but I found myself peaceful in there.. pls don't underestimate the power of positivity and prayers. . Stay strong ..