Many of the articles I write are Retweeted on Twitter over and over. It’s always refreshing when I receive comments online because I know my article was actually read AND, these same people people who leave comments can be our teachers or we can share information about our anxiety and/or depression, even if the circumstances differ.
Recently, someone tweeted to me that they are thankful for my articles because not only can they relate, it gives them hope. As we developed a “twitter convo” and I also found out the person suffers from generalized anxiety and depression along ADHD. This person told me they were diagnosed as an adult with ADHD & they changed his medications. He told me for the most part the medications were helping but he’s still prone to generalized anxiety and depression.
What works for one person may not work for another but I did share that if he’s feeling fairly stable, to seek out counseling. I don’t claim to have the answers because I’m constantly searching for my own answers. I did have a revelation after conversing with this person, I was never tested for ADD or ADHD and I had and still do exhibit symptoms of it. So, I will ask my Doctor to be tested. I was never able to sit still in class without interrupting or going into my own zone…a zone that blocked stimuli, you know, the stuff we were supposed to be learning?
I was always distracted, had a hard time studying because my mind would think of 1000 other things I could be doing. School bored me and my mind was wandering most of the time.
Do I have ADD or ADHD? I don’t know, but it’s worth looking into since generalized anxiety and depression are part of the equation.
Most of us us who suffer from generalized anxiety and/or depression feel utter frustration and defeated many times. But, when we hear of a new treatment, a possibility that something else may be the cause or can talk openly with those who understand well, it renews our hope. Hope is hard to come by when you’re experiencing chronic anxiety on a regular basis. But, hope can renew the soul, even if it doesn’t last.
“Even if hope doesn’t last,” Remember to journal what gave you hope or take a mental note of it if you are able to recall fairly well. Most people who suffer from generalized anxiety have poor memory recall and that’s why keeping a small journal may be more helpful.
Remember, hope renews the soul.
When we are in the depths of depression and/or chronic anxiety, it’s hard to get out of bed and function, let alone hang on to the “idea” of hope. But, if we journal what gave us hope during a previous bout, it can help the mind to hold on a bit longer- we can feel a sense of renewal and that’s when we may feel strong enough to pound that nail into the cement while we reach out for help.
Many people who’ve suffered for years from on-going generalized anxiety with depression feel defeated. I’ve been there, and I realize that with this illness everything is temporary, even the healing we feel. But, I also remind myself that when I feel so lost and helpless, my journal gives me hope, which can inspire me to reach out.
Reaching out is hard but gets a little easier every time we do it. If we were suffering from IBS, thyroid disease or diabetes for example, we would be reaching out to professionals and our family as soon as we felt ill. When I remind myself of a few of the many physical illnesses that people wouldn’t think twice about going for medical intervention, it reminds me that the brain is an organ too and I need to reach out for help as well.
Don’t ignore or underestimate your symptoms. Don’t allow societal stigmas to keep you from seeking professional help. If you have a loving support system, keep them informed too, even if you feel like a broken record. I have found that those closest to me can’t read my mind, even though I think well… I would think they get it by now. As with any illness, denial is common but it doesn’t make the illness disappear. Denial is actually an enabler if coming from those we love and vice versa; self denial just prolongs suffering.
When I see the light, have my families support and remember what I did that gave me hope [ hope leads to some healing], in order to feel semi-normal again, I repeat to myself that the butterfly emerged from her cocoon.
Once the butterfly emerges from her cocoon she soars. Her soaring may be temporary but that’s okay because metamorphosis is transformation.
Remind yourself, that we are able to transform many times. To transform, doesn’t mean we are cured but it gives us reprieve if only for a period of time.
Unlike the butterfly, we don’t have to fly solo, our support system and Medical Professionals are there to help us keep our wings, until we are unable to fly again.
Think of your cocoon as a place to rest until your ready to fly again.
Remember you owe no one an explanation if you already tried to educate them. It’s also time others try to educate themselves about Mental Health issues because chances are, they work with someone who’s suffering or live with someone who suffers in silence.
So, if you are misunderstood, remember it’s okay to…