One of the many reasons why I don’t tell people about my anxiety issues is they start to treat me differently. I work very hard to make sure that my anxiety and depression do not peak their ugly heads up in social situations where I am surrounded by people. So when I trust someone enough to tell them how bad my brain really works… It really hurts that they start to treat me differently
They start acting like I am this little fragile tea cup and that the slightest little touch will shatter me. What they don’t realize is how much strength it has taken to just tell them about things. How much strength it takes to pull yourself out of a panic attack. I am stronger than you think I am. Even when I feel like I am at my weakest point. I am a champion. I am strong. I will keep fighting. I don’t have any other choice but to fight.
So what do I tell those who start treating me like I am going to shatter if they look at me the wrong way? I am the same exact person as I was before I told you about my anxiety disorder. And I’m not. I didn’t just suddenly get an anxiety disorder. There are people who have known me for 11 plus years and I’ve been fighting with this demon since they met met and they never even knew it.