I was working hard, really hard! Working late, thinking about work, dreaming about work, worrying, suddenly it all mattered far too much. I became 1 in 4.
Family care, but this is different. To realise that you have people in your life that actually choose to be there can make you feel so special, so loved.
We already have a difficult inner battle we’re fighting every day. The last thing we should have to deal with on top of this is stigma from ignorant people.
If you could see my mental illness then things would be different, I’m sure. But you can’t, so there is a huge stigma attached that makes me hide in shame.
Anxiety doesn’t show on the outside. The doctor noted my ‘full face of makeup’. But inside, I have been extremely poorly. And others are suffering quietly.
Intense panic and fear that your loved ones don’t like you and could leave you randomly at any moment. People-pleasing, rash decisions, terror, confusion.