I know many women out there at the moment are struggling with a feeling that life’s going wrong, and no idea how to solve it.
There’s so much stuff about how ‘we’re all struggling to cope’ and that ‘we’re all in this together……..’
But I suspect hearing this doesn’t help, and you’re feeling very alone in all of it.
Constantly checking for symptoms, using Dr Google to find out more stuff than most medics know. The simple answer is that it’s stress, but you still question why you feel this bad.
Trying to occupy the kids, not scream at your significant other.
Maybe overthinking and worry are familiar foes or maybe this has all been triggered recently? What I do know is that at this current moment in time, you feel like you’re either going to spontaneously combust or just lose the will to live.
So, like many other women now, you just try to hold it all together and carry on, carrying on.
But that feeling is just wearing you down. Not only the constant fear and worry spinning round and round on a loop in your brain, but the exhaustion of it all.
The exhaustion of all the ‘what if’ thoughts, that are always worst-case scenario.
The exhaustion of just doing what you have to get done every day.
Maybe some days are better than others?
I understand that sometimes you may feel absolutely fine and able to cope. Anxiety and worry are like that. You just get to the point when finally, you’re going to do something about this stuff that plagues you, and suddenly you feel a bit better.
But, if you’re honest with yourself, you never really get to the point where you feel happy, truly happy and care-free, do you?
The problem with worry, anxiety and stress, is that it just waits for you round the corner, ready to catch up with you to pounce.
And I’ve been there….
From the age of 18, I was crippled with anxiety. Obsessed with image, conformity, empathy and people, I had a facial disfigurement due to Bells Palsy and was severely depressed.
I feared my life would be a constant struggle. Joyless. Empty. I was fortunate, though. My doctor understood stress and anxiety were triggers of Bells Palsy and suggested I sought help from a Psychologist.
That Psychologist saved my life. A Psychologist actually saved my life.
Sounds trite, but it’s true. Working with my Psychologist, I learnt how to understand my anxiety, stress and depression; understand it and control it.
I learnt how to make practical changes, and what’s more… I learnt how to completely get rid of it.
That’s why I studied to become one.
I’m now an award-winning Psychologist with over 25 years’ experience working with everyone from celebrities to business leaders and sports stars, always achieving astounding results.
I’m on a mission to eradicate anxiety, stress and depression from the world, and help women to become Fearless Females.
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