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A Childhood Darkened by Severe Anxiety Becomes Brighter
Childhood anxiety, even seve
Running for Myself
A lot of things scare me. Right now, those things include my first 20-mile run of marathon training that I have this weekend and sharing this post. That’s the thing with fears, though. Embracing them usually makes you stronger.
Perfectionism and Panic
Back in 2006, I had it all: A loving fiancé, a coveted publishing job, a supportive network of friends and family.
Undiagnosed for Decades
I've suffered from generalized anxiety disorder, or GAD, coupled with panic attacks for more than two decades.
My first major attack struck during a bathroom break in the 7th grade. As I fought waves of nausea and shaky confusion, I feared I was the same as my bipolar father.
Childhood Panic—and Hope
It started at the onset of puberty, when I was 11 years old. I was at school, watching my older sister load the school bus to be taken away to 6th-grade camp. Suddenly a wave of panic overcame me. I don't recall my physical symptoms other than a racing heart and nausea.
Ending the Nightmare
An excellent student, a talented singer and musician, a competitive athlete.
My Silent Child
My 5-year old boy has a cherub's face with a hint of mischief in his beautiful green eyes. Brian dances to silly music and entertains us with his antics. He tells his brother to leave him alone and he teases his sister while she does her homework.
