and...boom.

Everyone has anxiety. Not everyone starts bawling at 7:30 in the morning because your boyfriend didn't text you back fast enough after you told him a weird dream and you are CONVINCED he is trying to think of a way to break up with you.

I've had thoughts like this my whole life, but didn't realize it wasn't normal until a month or two ago.

So.

On Tuesday, I started seeing a counselor for my [extreme] anxiety.
Since I've only had one session, I do not have an official diagnosis yet. It may be social anxiety disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, OCD, or any mix of the three. Oy, my poor brain.

I wanted to start this blog to help me through my time in therapy, and also as a space where I can use over 140 characters to get my point across. (I'm really passionate about a lot of things, but places like Facebook and Twitter and real life scare me.)

I'm going to try and be as transparent as possible. And maybe I will help some people along the way...hopefully.

You are so welcome that I've already scared you away (from my blog and maybe in real life, too)! It's okay, though...I was probably scared of you first.

Three cheers for anxiety!

PS - This will introduce you to my crazy mind: Anxiety Cat
I have legit thought 99.9% of the posts on that blog.