I have anxiety, this is nothing new. People always wonder why because I always look happy and never panicked. Let me tell you a story…..
I went to the dermatologist today and I decided to dress up since I bought a new scarf and it’s finally cold enough to wear it. As soon as I walk in there was a mother and daughter sitting there and they start laughing. It hurt. I realize it’s a little extra for a doctors appointment but I think I look cute and y’all have no idea how hard it is getting dressed in the morning. I try on like 5 outfits and I love this one but I don’t like this about it. It’s people like that that make me try on 50 million outfits every morning. It’s people like them that make me not want to leave the house. They are the reason I have a daily battle to change the way I think. I urge people to please be kind. I wouldn’t ever wish anyone to the agony I deal with daily. As mom always said, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all”.