If your willing to be honest...
Does anyone know anything about anxiety that reads my blog? I feel like I'm struggling with it a bit. I'm not depressed by any means & generally a very outgoing & very happy person. I really have an amazing husband who is very supportive & wonderful kids who I love very much. But lately...especially since everything has been going on with my son's medical needs, I've felt very overwhelmed. It's been one thing after another for us the past few months. We've made it through & are stronger because of our trials...but I feel like it's something I can't really kick. At first I was embarrassed to say something...I'm not sure why...I guess afraid of being judged. I would hate for anyone to think I'm an unfit mother or a bad wife. I feel like because I believe in God & know that everything happens for a reason as long as I trust him everything will be okay...but what if during the process I lose it...ya know...
my mind?
What if I don't talk to someone & my husband deploys for a year & things get worse because I'm embarrassed to talk about it.
I know I'm a strong woman.
I've been through a lot in my life. I feel like my "issues" really aren't that bad considering everything else that I see around me. I don't know...I'm just wondering if anyone else has questioned themselves, like I'm doing now. I do not like to complain & in all honesty I really don't have a lot to complain about & I don't like being negative...I don't feel like I am.
I'm just curious...I feel like I'm the
only one.
My husband isn't even deployed yet & it's all I think about lately...
Is he going to come home safe this time?
Am I going to be strong?
Can I handle this?
Will my kids be okay if I go back to school?
Will I be okay if I go back to school?
(My son will be 3 in June & I can count on one hand how many times I've been away from him overnight...same with my daughter.)
This isn't my first deployment...I feel like I should have it under control...but I get so emotional when thinking...13 months...
13 months?!
Seriously...can we be apart that long without growing so much separately that we're the same people we were before?
I will rely on God.
I know that some way we will get through this...maybe I'm just thinking about it all too much...which isn't hard to do since pretty much everything thing in life currently revolves around his deployment. I hope you all can read this without judgment & without trying to be a psychiatrist (no offense). I'm planning on talking to my doctor about it...I'm not even going to lie...I'm
scared
afraid
worried
terrified
of being put on medication because I think this nation is so completely over medicated because doctors don't really want to do their job they'd rather write a prescription, pat you on your back & send you on your way. I don't judge anyone who is on medication either...I have 6 siblings that are adopted & are medicated for bipolar disorder, FAS, trichotillomania, ashtma & ADHD, so I completely understand that sometimes is very necessary. I just don't want a doctor to give me some drugs & tell me everything will be okay one day.
Does anyone know anything about anxiety that reads my blog? I feel like I'm struggling with it a bit. I'm not depressed by any means & generally a very outgoing & very happy person. I really have an amazing husband who is very supportive & wonderful kids who I love very much. But lately...especially since everything has been going on with my son's medical needs, I've felt very overwhelmed. It's been one thing after another for us the past few months. We've made it through & are stronger because of our trials...but I feel like it's something I can't really kick. At first I was embarrassed to say something...I'm not sure why...I guess afraid of being judged. I would hate for anyone to think I'm an unfit mother or a bad wife. I feel like because I believe in God & know that everything happens for a reason as long as I trust him everything will be okay...but what if during the process I lose it...ya know...
my mind?
What if I don't talk to someone & my husband deploys for a year & things get worse because I'm embarrassed to talk about it.
I know I'm a strong woman.
I've been through a lot in my life. I feel like my "issues" really aren't that bad considering everything else that I see around me. I don't know...I'm just wondering if anyone else has questioned themselves, like I'm doing now. I do not like to complain & in all honesty I really don't have a lot to complain about & I don't like being negative...I don't feel like I am.
I'm just curious...I feel like I'm the
only one.
My husband isn't even deployed yet & it's all I think about lately...
Is he going to come home safe this time?
Am I going to be strong?
Can I handle this?
Will my kids be okay if I go back to school?
Will I be okay if I go back to school?
(My son will be 3 in June & I can count on one hand how many times I've been away from him overnight...same with my daughter.)
This isn't my first deployment...I feel like I should have it under control...but I get so emotional when thinking...13 months...
13 months?!
Seriously...can we be apart that long without growing so much separately that we're the same people we were before?
I will rely on God.
I know that some way we will get through this...maybe I'm just thinking about it all too much...which isn't hard to do since pretty much everything thing in life currently revolves around his deployment. I hope you all can read this without judgment & without trying to be a psychiatrist (no offense). I'm planning on talking to my doctor about it...I'm not even going to lie...I'm
scared
terrified
of being put on medication because I think this nation is so completely over medicated because doctors don't really want to do their job they'd rather write a prescription, pat you on your back & send you on your way. I don't judge anyone who is on medication either...I have 6 siblings that are adopted & are medicated for bipolar disorder, FAS, trichotillomania, ashtma & ADHD, so I completely understand that sometimes is very necessary. I just don't want a doctor to give me some drugs & tell me everything will be okay one day.