I miss feeling truly happy without the pressure on my chest hiding under the surface.
For people struggling with anxiety, even on the best of days, in the back of your mind, there is there a small, nagging voice insisting that you knock on wood before your good luck ends. You keep expecting to the other shoe is about to drop, and/or that you’ll soon hear some terrible news.
Being happy in the present moment is certainly an important part of the experience of fulfilment. Learning to enjoy the moment without worry isn’t easy, but necessary. I’m still struggling with this part.
Anyone who lives with mental illness issues understands that struggles with the self can be a bottomless pit of discovery, denial, more discovery, and a lot of pain.