Hi. I’m new here.
I am a high school English teacher in a small, Midwestern town. I am married to a great guy I met when I was 21, and the mother to a sassy but fantastic toddler. I recently–a semester ago– started grad school. I’m working toward a masters in literacy with a reading specialist emphasis. Needless to say, I have a lot on my plate.
Last year, after G was born, and actually before I found out I was pregnant I started experiencing a lot of anxiety. After G was born, it got progressively worse, leading to a generalized anxiety disorder diagnosis. After I was put on antidepressants, I started seeing a counselor as well. My counselor says that I have severe anxiety, and it causes bouts of depression, which as I’m writing I’ve been in the midst of a pretty heavy one.
I think I’m choosing to write this because I’m wanting to reach out to others who may be going through the same things as I am. Additionally, I want to provide hope to people who think because they have a mental illness that they can’t be successful, because by most people’s standards, I am. Though I don’t always agree…but that’s a whole ‘nother post.
To me, writing is therapeutic. And if something that helps me cope/manage my mental illness can also help someone else cope/manage theirs, I think that’s great. And, even if you don’t have a diagnosed mental illness, everyone has bad days and sometimes it’s just nice to know that you’re not alone. I think that the saying, “Someone has it worse than you.” isn’t helpful. Everyone is entitled to a day where they just feel like the world is against them. I do think though, that it’s important to know that someone else has experienced similar things, so you don’t feel quite as alone.
That all being said, welcome to my chaos.