Does anyone else struggle with asking for help? I've always been the 'strong one' and it's exhausting.
Three months since my last really bad day. Not saying it's perfect, but progress is progress.
The quiet moments are the hardest. When there's nothing to distract from the thoughts.
The quiet moments are the hardest. When there's nothing to distract from the thoughts.
Anxiety brain convinced me everyone hates me today. Logically I know it's not true, but try telling that to my nervous system.