The Face of Anxiety

Brandy

Anxiety Sad Depressed Mental Illness Young Woman


Who is that girl in the mirror?

I do not recognize her.

She looks familiar. She looks a little like me. But yet, she does not. Her cheekbones are more prominent and cheeks are sunk in. She is also very pale.

This young lady has my bright blue eyes. They are staring back at me. They look so empty. Hollow. Where am I? Is this really me?

I am not sure how I got to be this way. It could have been because my mom suffered from anxiety. Or perhaps it was because of the car accident I was in a few weeks earlier when I slid backwards into a ditch. Or maybe it was a delayed reaction to my mom’s death. I could not figure out why. Maybe there wasn’t a rhyme or reason.

All I know is that I’m not right. I’m not well. How do I get better?

I had not been able to eat in a couple of weeks. I had lost at least ten pounds. No one knew what to do or how to help me. I called my cousin, who is a nurse, but even she had no advice. She did not know what was wrong with me. I found out a few months later that I had frightened her. And she really wanted to help but had no idea where to begin.

One day I went to work and I passed a co-worker in the hallway. She took one look at me and she knew. She knew something was terribly wrong. She asked me how I was feeling. I immediately broke down. Tears poured freely down my face right there in the middle of the school’s hallway. She pulled me into her classroom nearby. She had recognized the signs.

She was my saviour that day. She took me in and hugged me closely. She suggested ways to get myself better. She also called our employer and he agreed that it was time to focus on me.

Thus, began my road to recovery.


* This story comes from the time when I was first diagnosed with anxiety in 2003.


Image Source: Freedigitalphotos.net & David Castillo Dominici


Author:
Brandy Reid is a stay at home mom to two very active and hockey obsessed boys. As a former YA librarian, Brandy loves to read and is obsessed with reading everyday whether it be books or blogs. Brandy proudly admits that she is a wee bit addicted to social media, especially Twitter. She also believes that everything in life you can related to the iconic TV Show Friends. No day is complete without chocolate.

2 Comments

  1. Catherine Burden
    February 17, 2015 at 8:07 AM

    I’m so glad your co-worker recognized the signs and your employer realized this was not something he/she could ignore, so your road to recovery could start.

    • Brandy
      February 25, 2015 at 10:11 PM

      I was so glad she was there for me that day. Cannot believe it was so long ago already. It really did help set me on the right path to getting better.

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