I am having a really tough day. It is only 11:08am. My anxiety is eating me up. I have already done my walk. I don’t have anything else to do today. Everything is upsetting me. I feel scared and alone. I don’t think my therapist is helping me. I have been to her three times and I don’t feel good about it. I need to find someone else.
Just Keep Swimming
I am a 48 year old adult child of an alcoholic. My childhood could have been a Lifetime movie. I am dealing with PTSD, anxiety, and severe depression as a result. I am working on gaining an understanding as to what this means and learning how to be okay with myself. Some days, just killing myself and being done with it seems like the most sensible option. On those days, I keep telling myself, "just keep breathing in and out, that's enough for today."