After trying to fight severe anxiety problems and OCD all my life, I finally succumbed to a nervous breakdown this year and spent time in a mental hospital and was finally forced to get help. I wish I had been braver and asked for help 50 years ago instead of letting this horrible condition blight every aspect of my life.
In a strange way, this crisis has liberated me as my ‘guilty secret’ is out in the open and I feel able to ‘fess-up’ and share. Even those who know me well were shocked as I had hidden my problems so well and seem so ‘ordinary’ in every way.
I would love you to sign up to my blog and share my experiences of mental illness, (especially anxiety disorders and Pure-O), what it’s really like in a mental hospital and how I am continuing to help myself through recovery. If I can persuade just one person to ask for help before I did, it will be worth the effort but like all us anxious types I need lots of encouragement - so how about it folks!
xxxx O. N.