Anxiety Shakes it’s Truth out
Anxiety is a by-product of depression.
It’s also a by-product of sublimated Truths.
In psychology, sublimation is a mature type of defense mechanism where socially unacceptable impulses or idealizations are unconsciously transformed into socially acceptable actions or behavior - Cit.
What this means is, while your Truth is screaming to come out, you sublimate this into something else, something more socially acceptable, something less True.
I sublimated a lot of things. For a long time. Once I had a grip on the depression ( here I have to credit my Varsity psychologist for taking the brunt of my breakdowns for a solid year, and myself for having the courage to go back after my first psychologist experience), I developed a new form of expression.
I was constantly anxious. Everything which might happen, was a burden on my back, I literally felt weights in my chest, panic attacks were more common than still moments, and I must have immunized myself to OTC anti-anxiety drugs before I was eventually forced to see a doctor. (Varisty doctors are great, and free, and I would definitely recommend using one if you are feeling like you’re standing on the edge.)
I was put onto a series of anti-depressive/ anti-anxiety medication. The funny thing is, the process of correctly medicating a mental illness is more anxiety evoking than the sickness itself! It’s a guessing game, playing tetris with chemicals and your body, hoping something fits into place and you can finally win.
I did, eventually, though I think I won because I found a better game to play.. but that’s a Truth for later on.
It was awful, the sleepless nights, the constant effort to breathe. I remember one particularly bad week, my roomate and best friend had gone home to see her boyfriend (whom I particularly didn’t like) and in her absence I managed to work myself into such a state I hadn’t slept in two days and I could not stop crying.
She had to come back with a stolen sleeping pill from her moms cabinet, she wasn’t very happy. Neither was I.
I realized, only long after this, how co-dependant i’d become, how instead of trusting my Truth to get me through, I was crutching on other people, and every time they moved i’d fall down and break something.
It’s an awful cycle to be in.
It took years to be able to face my Truth, and step out of the cycle.
Yes, now I am totally medication free and I very rarely suffer with severe anxiety.
Truths can change, anxiety shook the Truth out of me.