I struggle with severe PTSD from my time at war, and many things make me anxious at times. Sometimes, it’s Middle Eastern music, other times it’s a scarred face or nightmares. There are many triggers, and I do my best to avoid them. Let’s face it, being anxious is no way to live.
Sometimes I become anxious because I am in a crowded room, which is no way to enjoy a party. Through literal hours of therapy and many, many pills, I’ve been able to limit my anxiousness. Yet, for all the pills and therapy, anxiety has a way of sneaking up on you.
Still, I do my best to avoid triggers, and for the most part, I enjoy my life. I was once told, “Not every day is a bad day,” and it’s true. Panic attacks are no picnic, but thanks to my mom’s sage advice and many prayers said on my behalf, I now struggle less than I have in previous years.
Well, that’s my prompt answer for today. I pray you all have a great day.
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