I know a lot of you must suffer from anxiety, so I wanted to know you. I’m being sent to get a lump checked. Doctor said she thinks it’s a cyst, but my anxiety has exploded. I ‘know’ I will die. Etc. I can’t eat or rest or sit still.
I know anyone would worry, but it’s out of control. My husband has health issues, but not the anxiety. He’ll say that ‘i don’t even know yet, so why would I do that? I guess I’m just lucky.’
It’s been a lifetime’s battle for me, but I’m tired of it. Unless I, and everyone else is safe and certain, I am nervous, but life isn’t like that. The anxiety doesn’t help, just makes everything a torment.
Anyone relate?
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