- Date posted
- 2y
Of you're like me...
...and only recently (within the past couple years) fell into mental illness, how do you deal with grief over the life you used to live? The life without constant fear, the life that was normal... the life you loved and lost because of anxiety. The kind of life you might have to accept you could never really get back. It all feels so awfully fresh to me, I can so clearly remember what it was like before, even if almost all of my habits have changed because of one anxiety or another. I can't remember how I used to do most things (particularly when it comes to my own hygeine--though I know it came naturally and wasn't this fear-involved or time consuming) and I feel lost. Part of me knows my life is now different and while some habits need to be trimmed down or stopped altogether, I can't always figure out which because all of them spike anxiety at the thought of quitting. My "new normal" has almost totally erased my "old normal". Just a vent really, but if anyone's been in the same boat, I hope you have found some modicum of peace...