I have suffered from anxiety my entire life. I like to say I’m the melting pot for the assortment of issues that fall under the “anxiety disorder” hat – panic attacks, phobias, OCD, depression. You name it – I’ve experienced it. I’m not proud to admit it. It still lingers on me like soap scum and I am constantly trying to wash it off. But it is a part of me, a part of who I am whether I like it or not.
Months before I became pregnant with, well, with the “blighted ovum” that preceded my son, I weaned off …read more