In January of this year, I was attacked at work by a patient. I was unscathed physically, yet emotionally I have been a mess. I was to begin my clinical in Mental Health Counseling for my master's degree. It was too much, and I am currently on a leave of absence. You see, being attacked has always been a fear of mine. A disabling fear, and then it happened. My fear has now become my reality. My anxiety is subsiding, but my depression is as bad as it was when I was hospitalized 7 1/2 years ago. I know I can get through this, it's just tough right now. I don't want to live, yet I don't want to die. I am indifferent about life. I have a glimpse of hope, so that will keep me going.
#Depression , anxiety, and fighting