Your path to a less anxious life exists!

I grew up in a household with a 6-foot tall, 200-pound, angry gorilla that took out his rage on myself, my mother, and my little brother. My dad has struggled with his mental health his entire life.

I know my upbringing is a big part of the reason I have anxiety. I know that genetics do their fair share too.

I’m anxious about everything, but especially around being perfect in every aspect of my life and in how I show up for others. When I was little, if everything wasn’t just right, the outcome wasn’t pretty. Anxiety was a driving force that helped me avoid bad outcomes, or so I thought. The more anxious I was, the harder I worked towards perfectionism, so I had less to fear. It’s irrational thinking, and I know that now.

Anxiety isn’t protecting me.

mental health, anonymousJordan LacenskiMay 21, 2020mental health, anonymous, anxiety, family, wory Comment