I didn’t know what is an Anxiety Attack, until I experienced it. Ever since, I lost my mother, I turned into someone I didn’t know. I started experiencing pangs of anxiety. I became a worrier, if you ask.
Small, inane things started affecting me... my family too. Constant enquiries about whereabouts, health etc hassled my brother to no end. He’d say, ‘You have lost it’. May be I had, but at that time, it didn’t bother me. Ask me what is living in fear? I have lived every moment of it for almost a year.
I can’t say, I am completely over it, but I am much better today and hope to conquer it altogether.
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