Living with generalize anxiety disorder
I was diagnosed with GAD a little over four years ago, right before I got pregnant with my son. The doctors didn’t want me on meds to treat it while I was pregnant and I suffered, a lot. I’m sure many can relate. My husband doesn’t fully understand mental illness and didn’t truly believe that I suffered from anxiety until after our son was born and he witnessed me have a panic attack; it’s sad that he had to see that in order to understand, but nevertheless I’m glad he does now. Throw in being diagnosed with bipolar 2 disorder after I checked myself into a psychiatric hospital, and you’ve got yourself a whole lot of crazy pie. I try to tell myself that my anxiety is a liar, that my emotional brain needs to meet up with my logical brain and find a happy medium, but the inner turmoil makes it hard to fight against those cognitive distortions. My motto these days is “C’est la vie.” #GeneralizedAnxietyDisorder #Childhoodtrauma #CPTSD #BipolarDisorder #Bipolar2Disorder #Cognitivedistortions