Introduction to a book about anxiety disorders? What do you think?
March 4th, 2010
__A_YAHOO_USER__ asked:
I can’t do this anymore. I can’t live another day like this. These are some of the thoughts that run through my head every single day. Realizing that I say these things to myself constantly, I wonder why I’m still here. Why do I keep going; what hope do I have? I still don’t fully understand the reasoning that goes on in my mind, but it’s safe to say that the reason I keep going is because I do have hope. I create my own hope, a hope that one day all of this will go away; a hope that one day I will overcome.
Hope is our birthright, and no one can ever take it from us. Why do I keep fighting? Because I choose to, because I will not let the invisible foe of “mental illness” defeat me. I understand that I have potential but, in the past, have let my enemy win. I have let it undermine my capabilities and force me down to be what I do not want to be. The question is: do I really have free choice?
I may choose to hope, but can I choose to overcome something that I was born with? I have the choice to seek psychiatric help, but what if that doesn’t work? Is there then any way to solve my issues? If antidepressants and benzodiazepines don’t fix me, what will? Cognitive behavioral therapy? Well, what if that doesn’t work either? What if none of the choices of treatment presented to you work? Are you then subject to a man or woman you don’t know, to be forced into the mental ward of your local hospital? At this point, you still have a choice, and that is this: will you let others, many of whom have never experienced what you have, decide what is wrong with you, or will you make up your own mind and find your own solutions? Do the research, read up on your condition, and draw your own conclusions. Try different things; see what works and see what doesn’t. Ultimately you are in control of your own destiny, and you mustn’t let others’ ignorance discourage you.
Don’t let your enemy force you to give up your freedom, because if it takes that, what do you have left? Doctors expect you to be subservient to them and most will condescend to you; work with them, but don’t let them control you.
Whatever it is, I believe that there is a solution out there. Some would say it’s simply genetic, and the only real cure is a bullet to the brain. Some would say you have to live with your enemy, that you just have to “cope” with it. I refuse to accept that. I’ll bend the rules, and I’ll find the answers. I choose to hope, and I will die before I give up.
Cheryl
I can’t do this anymore. I can’t live another day like this. These are some of the thoughts that run through my head every single day. Realizing that I say these things to myself constantly, I wonder why I’m still here. Why do I keep going; what hope do I have? I still don’t fully understand the reasoning that goes on in my mind, but it’s safe to say that the reason I keep going is because I do have hope. I create my own hope, a hope that one day all of this will go away; a hope that one day I will overcome.
Hope is our birthright, and no one can ever take it from us. Why do I keep fighting? Because I choose to, because I will not let the invisible foe of “mental illness” defeat me. I understand that I have potential but, in the past, have let my enemy win. I have let it undermine my capabilities and force me down to be what I do not want to be. The question is: do I really have free choice?
I may choose to hope, but can I choose to overcome something that I was born with? I have the choice to seek psychiatric help, but what if that doesn’t work? Is there then any way to solve my issues? If antidepressants and benzodiazepines don’t fix me, what will? Cognitive behavioral therapy? Well, what if that doesn’t work either? What if none of the choices of treatment presented to you work? Are you then subject to a man or woman you don’t know, to be forced into the mental ward of your local hospital? At this point, you still have a choice, and that is this: will you let others, many of whom have never experienced what you have, decide what is wrong with you, or will you make up your own mind and find your own solutions? Do the research, read up on your condition, and draw your own conclusions. Try different things; see what works and see what doesn’t. Ultimately you are in control of your own destiny, and you mustn’t let others’ ignorance discourage you.
Don’t let your enemy force you to give up your freedom, because if it takes that, what do you have left? Doctors expect you to be subservient to them and most will condescend to you; work with them, but don’t let them control you.
Whatever it is, I believe that there is a solution out there. Some would say it’s simply genetic, and the only real cure is a bullet to the brain. Some would say you have to live with your enemy, that you just have to “cope” with it. I refuse to accept that. I’ll bend the rules, and I’ll find the answers. I choose to hope, and I will die before I give up.
Cheryl
Categories: Books & Authors | Tags: Anxiety Disorders, Choices, Own Destiny | 1 Comment
