Journal Entry #3 - Anxiety Ups and Downs - Gina Dierolf
“Living with anxiety is like being followed by a voice. It knows all your insecurities and uses them against you. It gets to the point when it’s the loudest voice in the room. The only one you can hear.” -Unknown This quote in my case with my battle with anxiety stands true and tells a story that most days I can’t tell myself. I haven’t been to therapy in about three weeks due to my therapist being ill, but I feel like I’m doing quite well with just taking my sertraline, even though I do miss the safe space to talk about things that are going on or bothering me. I have an appointment coming up Thursday. Sometime within the past two weeks I did experience my anxiety in a way that only happens sparingly, it’s not all of the racing thoughts over a new ache or pain. But just my brain racing through a bunch of fog, I guess is the only way to explain it. Everything in my head feels foggy and I am not able to focus on one said thing. Normally when this happens I go outside