I’ve been suffering from a week of anxiety, and I’m not posting this to get pity or anything like that from my readers. I have hopes that in writing how I feel and opening myself up will help someone else in knowing they aren’t alone. The first time, I remember having an attack I was about seven or eight when a child at school tried to push me down all the stairs. Another time the same kid grabbed me by my throat, and that’s how it all started. As a teen and adult, I have anxiety about staying alone all my life ( which to many of you that sound stupid, but I feel the need for love). For me blogging and writing help. What do you think comment down below!
Have a great day,