When you have a mental illness, you kind of have this unbelievably low self esteem. It really sucks how you see yourself. I’m not as bad on myself as some people I know.
One thing that I am thankful for is my husband. No matter how hard I am on myself, his love never changes. He is the type of person who will say “I will love you no matter how much you hate yourself” If I remember correctly, and my memory is pretty great hence the constant worrying over what I’ve said or done, he once said that he will not stop fighting until he changes the way I see myself. Sweet right? you would think I would go gaga over that but the pessimist in me says ‘fat chance’ But he hasn’t stopped yet.
And I think him and our kids really keep me grounded when it comes to the anxiety issue. I am pretty sure that it could be a lot worse.
It doesn’t have to be a significant other. I have been very verbal about how I believe it is important to have a person that listens, helps and never judges. That said person can be anyone from your mother, you significant other, or a friend. I’m sure if you took a step back you would find someone that will always love you, no matter how hard you are on yourself.