For as long as I can remember anxiety and depression has been a constant in my life, especially when nothing else really was.
It plagued me through my teenage years and it only ever got worse, once my eating got better, they got worse, when my eating was just bad them two weren't as bad. They all conflicted one another and nothing ever fit just right.
I could be in a room full of people and still feel the absolute loneliest and I just never fit in.
I call myself a high functioning depressed person mainly because of the job I work. I'm constantly having to push myself in everything I do, and even though I'm so bloody anxious, I'm so confident in myself and what I do, so I'm abit conflicting.
I met someone. Someone that makes me wake up with a smile because I feel so damn lucky, someone that pushes me out of my comfort zone, someone that makes me try new things and is just one of the best things for me.
Guess I just kinda just love who I am with you.
So here's the thing, as bad as my anxiety can get I push through that and I choose to no longer let mental illness control or be this huge burden in my life.
Never be afraid of standing out of the crowd, of being different and totally authentic to yourself, be the person you always wish to be.