I am not a bitch. Really.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

I am not a bitch, really, even though I seem like one (and act like one). I am really not.

For the longest time I thought I was just a crabby pain in the butt and very mean. But you know what? I am not.

So many people (family members included) told me I was just a mean person.

I was talking to my doctor about all of these symptoms I was having, headaches, irritability, actual nervousness, catastrophic thinking, etc-- guess what. I am not a bitch. I have anxiety. Anxiety can be managed. Anxiety makes life hard.

It can make the nicest person ever seem like the Wicked Witch.

Anxiety does not always manifest as panic attacks- it can take many forms. Food for thought- almost all people who have anxiety also have depression- though again the manifestation is not classic. (Thanks Dr. Grim for that info - what an unfortunate name for a psychologist, huh??)


Sandra Kohlmann said...

My anxiety in social situations, even mild ones with just family, gets bad and people often think I'm rude, mean, or standoffish. I don't want to feel that way, but even w/therapy and with meds, I struggle with social events.

Just Me said...

Sandra I actively avoid crowd situations, family events, anything with more than a few people- when I am at my best- at my worst- I'll be the one shaking. (hug) you are not not not (once more- all together) not alone.

Shaunell Sorensen said...

So refreshing to read your post. Thanks for sharing.......we all have our moments, and even when it's not compounded with anxiety, it's hard! Saw you on SITS! have a good one.

Lisa Page Rosenberg said...

Most people could use a Dr. Grimm of their own.

Share said...

Great post! Maybe instead of being on all these depression meds I should check into some anxiety meds!

Post a Comment