A few days ago I tore myself apart about my weight. Today I want to point out a positive thing about myself. Just a few years ago I was diagnosed with agoraphobia and panic disorder. I never left the house unless it was something vital, like a doctor's appointment. Even then, it was 100% guaranteed I would have a panic attack either while I was out or right after I came home. It was a miserable way to live.
Something I take for granted these days is that I can -and do- go out just fine now. I still have a lot of nervousness with crowds. I do still try to avoid that. But I can go to the grocery store and other errands, and I try to do some social stuff with Jacen because I know it is good for him, even if it is hard for me. I have improved, and I'm proud of that. I know I could relapse at some point, but I hope that doesn't happen. Other than not being able to drive I live a pretty normal, functional life. I still have my bad days. I'm still mentally ill. But I'm better, much better, than I was before. And I'm thankful for that.
4 comments:
That is awesome. I have Agoraphobia too and while most days I can take the dog for small walks right in front of my apartment, I don't go out more than that.
I know how that is. Maybe one day you can venture out more.
{hugs} That is great!
I haven't had a full fledged panic attack in a few years but they are always lurking, ready to take over. I think it's always something I'l (we) will have to deal with.
You just have to take one day at a time and remember your successes.
For What It's Worth
That is so true, Karen.
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