One of the most difficult parts of being a person with anxiety is coming to terms with the idea that it may always be something that is present in our lives. I struggled, and continue to struggle, with the fact that my anxiety is not just going to disappear. I spent many nights crying over this thought. Just a flickering sense in the back of my mind that anxiety may be something I deal with for the duration of my life sent me into tears. I felt weak and powerless because I could not control what was going on in my head. However, over the past few months I have realized that it is ok if anxiety is something I deal with continually. It doesn’t make me any less of a woman or a weaker Christian. I have been learning that I am in control of my life, NOT anxiety! I am NOT anxiety. Anxiety just so happens to be something that I experience. It says nothing about me. I am not defined by my anxiety, and I never will be: and neither are you!!
If you understand this struggle, please know that having anxiety does not mean all hopes of living a peaceful life goes out the window. There are ways to ebb the sting and take back control. It is something that I have to work at everyday, but it is worth it. Hopefully, someday in the future, it won’t be as hard but until then I am going to continue to look towards hope and dismiss disrepair.