The substance of all the qualities of our lives make us what we are. Anxiety was a "person" to me , who came to steal any joy, peace, comfort , or strength i had. It stole my parts of my family, years of my life, and in return, i was left with just FEAR!
It takes over slowly and methodicaly, making you fear yourself, and everything around you.
So much time for me was wasted giving power to the "thief" which was ME!.
Its so much easier to blame whatever circumstances happen because we dont understand at the time how to deal with hurt, pain, loss.
So, we store it, and point an accusitory finger at the "thief" (anxiety).
And all along, it was my negative, unrealistic thinking adjusting to that pain, loss and hurt, the only way it knew how. Blame!
Learning that didnt have the capabilities for so many years to see ME, and Love Me, and BE ME, was quite an eye opening experience.
Learing anxiety wasnt the "thief", but it was ME.


Mello - I read this passage you wrote from another thread and it really speaks to me. I TOTALLY see my anxiety as this other person inside my head that tries to beat down the "real" me. But I've been doing it soooo long that sometimes I feel like I'm climbing a mountain that has no peak. Know what I mean? Just wanted to thank you -- I feel good this morning. The anxiety was there and I embraced it and got on with my day. This WILL be a good day.

Thanks for all your encouragement -- to me and all the others. You truly understand - and that is awesome!!

Amy