Since the loss of Big Bubby, I have struggled with high anxiety. Riding in cars in rush hour traffic or late at night when other drivers might be falling asleep or drunk cause me to stress whereas I have never been that way in the past. I have always had high stress jobs where deadlines were basically in stone due to US government regulations.
Two words that I would have never described as myself being diagnosed with before Big Bubby. Now, they both exist in my world on a daily basis. A lot of bereaved parents where I have read on Facebook sites or in my book reading I have done recently stated that they didn’t want any drug intervention they wanted to face it head on without help. For me, I have compared it to giving child birth. Some of us want drugs, some of us want to feel every bit of the pain that comes with your child being born. Continue reading “Depression and Anxiety”