My anxiety journey
Ever since I was little, I remember always being on edge. I'm not sure what would set me off, but I was always worried about something. When I was in first grade, a massive earthquake hit Haiti and seeing that on the news really set something off in me. Something had lodged in my brain that I couldn't get out: what if I couldn't get to my parents in an emergency? My appetite went way down and all I could do was manage to eat 1-2 small kid cups of yogurt a day for a few weeks. My mom took me in to see the doctor to try and talk to me on what was going on. He knew it was anxiety and thought I should be put on medication, but my parents said no. I was 7 and they felt that was young to be put on medication. Slowly but surely, over the course of the next few weeks, I fell back into eating and acting like a normal kid again, so that was the end of that. Cut to 13 years later. Of course, I had small bouts of anxiety throughout that time over tests, surgeries and small life ordeal...