A little while ago, my good old friend depression paid me a visit. His friend anxiety came too (both uninvited - so rude!). They've visited before, but it was a huge surprise this time.
I thought I knew the signs. I thought I just needed to suck it up and work harder. I thought I was overreacting. I thought I was ok.
I wasn't. It took a visit to the Dr., time off work, counseling, lost of sleeping and talking (lots of talking) to realize how off track I was.
Talking to friends, family and people I didn't even know very well, played a huge role in me surviving this surprise party.
I worked hard to be honest about what I was going through and how I was feeling. No more "I'm fine!" "Things are great!" I didn't want to pretend things were ok- I'd done that for long enough!!
I'm so glad I did this. It wasn't easy. My internal dialogue kept telling me people wouldn't believe me - I looked fine to the outside world! I mean, I was out in public, talking to people, so how could I be suffering from anxiety?!
People genuinely cared. By opening up, I learnt about other people's struggles. Knowing I wasn't alone kept me going. Knowing I had people around me that would listen.
So, friends, R U OK? Is there a friend, relative or colleague you're worried about? Ask them. This simple question can help more than you know. ✌🏻 ❤️