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Okay, so I was diagnosed with anxiety at very young age. Back in elementary school. I had social anxiety, you know? Couldn’t be in large groups of people and I used to get panic attacks. I constantly was in a state of thinking I was going to die whenever something small happened to me. This started happening in.. 3rd grade, maybe?, and progressively got worse. As I got older, I was put on medication and I saw a therapist for a while to try to get it under control. I used to get physically sick whenever I got nervous and had a panic attack and would literally puke. And if I hadn’t eaten anything, then I would just gag and dry heave because that was my body’s way of reacting to stressful situations. Since then, I have seen three different therapists and have been on two different medications. The first was Zoloft. I stopped taking that after a bit, and began to see a different therapist and I am now on Paxil. Now that I am a teenager, it’s gotten much better and I don’t throw up when I’m nervous and I haven’t had a panic attack in about a year or two. I am continuing to see my therapist for other reasons and I am still on the Paxil.
But what really bugs me is when people say “omg i have anxiety i am such a socialy awkward nervous wreck omg”. Really? Are you? I understand that sometimes this is the case and they actually are. But it annoys me because I have been diagnosed with it since I was a young girl. I used to get ridiculed and laughed at in school because I would weep and have panic attacks whenever we would have a thunderstorm or a tiny hurricane or tornado. I’d get laughed at for physically getting sick and being a constant nervous mess when in large groups like going to the fair or Disneyworld or something. I remember it. Vividly. I hated feeling like that. And now that I’m better and I can actually handle myself, all the sudden it’s.. it’s cool to have anxiety? It’s cool to just slap a label on yourself of all these different mental diagnosis like clinical depression or bi-polar disorder or ADHD or whatever. I don’t know how it is for you guys but there’s tons of people I know here who just assume they have those things and act proud about it. I remember being damn ashamed about my anxiety. I was embarrassed to go to a therapist and be on medication. Didn’t want to seem like a loony to everyone. But now I guess it’s a raging fade to be fucking out of your head.
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