Do you ever just get mad because you’re expected to always be strong and be OK? So much that even when you do struggle you have nobody to turn to, because you know they are struggling to and you don’t want to put that burden on them. Where do the strong run to, who do the strong have? Are we just supposed to struggle in silence? Is that are calling? Be there for others, but alone when it’s our own problems? I hate when I have this overwhelming feeling of sadness and anxiety, but I can’t point out where it is coming from. I don’t work well not knowing what’s going on. Sometimes I pride myself on being strong and being able to mentally deal with almost anything but that is when you know what we’re dealing with. How do you deal with the unknown?
I really stuggling with anixety and self esteem. I have ADHD. Ive lost 3 brothers- 1- car wreck 2003, 2-car wreck 2008, 3-overdose 2014. Jornaling helps me sort out all the swirling thoughts in my head. I find comfort in it and use it as a tool to work through my emotions–But i suck at grammar and spelling. Im happily married to an amazing man.. I’m a mom of 3. My favorite parenting quote is “the days are long but the years are short”. My son M was just recently diagnosed with several learning disorders- dyslexia, combo add/adhd, anixety, and a written impairment.