Live with anxiety is really painful, but I got something to be grateful about it.
On saturday I felt something was wrong with my pregnancy (yes, I was anxious and nine weeks pregnant) I ask to go to the ER, but my doctor said it was not necessary, but something inside my head told me that I had to move, that my pain was not normal and my head forced me to ask for help.
Thanks to my anxiety I realized that I was having an abortion. Now i'm able to say that being anxious let me discover something that without it, would take two more weeks until the next ultrasound.
Of course i'm sad, as a matter of fact, devastated, but it's the first time that I have to say thanks to my extreme way of feel things, because THAT save my life, save me two more weeks of illusions, and with a really hard punch took my feet and put it on the ground, my intern voice told me "there is something wrong with your pregnancy, go to a doctor, no matter everyone said".
Now, I fight with my sadness, and trying to keep breeding after life took my breath away one more time.
Even though your anxious make you hurt and sometimes its delusional and a really bad advisor, there are occasions when you have to hear it, and maybe feel it in a more deeper way, maybe trying to tell you something that you being avoid it.
Try to manage your illness, accept it, because its in you, it's NOT YOU.
Diana.
