10 thoughts my anxiety causes daily

I have regularly talked about my anxiety, how I have struggled with it, but also what I’ve done to allow myself to move forward with my life and hopefully get to a point where I don’t need medication any more. Even though I am slowly coming off my medication, there are still quite a few thoughts that go through my brain. I do have coping mechanisms but you can’t control what thoughts you have, and sometimes they just get the better of you, and that is okay, but know what is true and what isn’t. So what are the things that go through my brain on a regular basis! This is going to be a very personal post for me, so I hope you enjoy it!

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On thecurvaceousvegan.com I have documented quite a lot all about mental health and where I am at currently with my mental health, but I think it is important for people to be able to have a list of things that they could do on days when they are having a bad mental health day.

So what do I mean when I say a bad mental health day? I know when it comes to my mental health, I end up overthinking the things, I become very distant, tired, withdrawn, I feel like I’m not good enough for anyone, I wouldn’t have slept very well and my anxiety will kick in.

On those bad days however, I have some wonderful people around me who are my reason for battling through those bad days and working towards those days where I want to be able to smile more than my cheeks understand possible.

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To Those Who Are Struggling,

When someone asks me to describe depression it’s easier to use a metaphor. To Stephen Fry, depression is a black dog which follows him from room to room. To me, it’s a dark, storm cloud looming overhead, just waiting to strike. It hails, it pours, it thunders and will do anything to blow you down. Anyone who has been plagued by depression – or anxiety for that matter – knows how inconsolable, how alone and empty you can become.
But you’re not alone. As I am writing this I’m going through one of the worst stages of my life. It’s ridiculous that the stigma and stereotype of my illness has forced me to become incredibly self conscious, embarrassed even, to say that I suffer from depression. There I said it. I suffer from depression. To add, I also have severe social anxiety. In fact, for the full blown confession, I am housebound. I don’t leave the house apart from the odd GP appointment or shopping trip. For someone who used to work in the media, for someone who was lively, confident and outgoing, it feels like I’ve been replaced by my polar opposite. This illness has taken chunks out of me, it’s taken parts of my personality that I’m so desperate to reclaim.
Its like I’m a prisoner of my own mind (does that even make sense?) Everyday I’m battling through, trying to keep my head above water. Yes, I do sound like a lost cause, but every day I’m getting there. I’m slowly getting better. I just want you to know that, if you’re struggling too, this is not it for you. This is just a rocky time, a blip, a hiccup, whatever you want to call it – but you will get through it, I promise.

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