As I said in my incredibly brief about me section, I am starting a blog about my experiences living as someone with anxiety, Asperger syndrome, and a bit of hypochondria.
On your average day in my life everything is fine. I can be in the middle of a good book, or watching tv, going to school or generally enjoying myself without a care in the world. Right up until that second I am not. All of a sudden I am worried, about…everything and anything. What if it snows and its slippery and I fall and am injured. It makes sense more now that it is winter in Canada, but decidedly less so when this worry popped up in July. I began to dread the inevitable, Winter is Coming.
These moments of dread happen often out of nowhere, and can literally take my breath away when they do. When I sleep less, if something is coming up, if I am starting something new this multiplies to something unbearable, and basically makes it feel like I am going crazy.
I know its not just me, and since talking about these things is supposed to help, I have decided to share my ongoing story about losing it slowly.