Today I received a letter from somebody who found it difficult to believe a young woman's story of living with mental health problems and self-harming. The letter asked if things could have really been so bad, pointing out that they thought she appeared to be 'attractive', 'intelligent' and had attended university, all things the author felt placed her at considerable advantage.
Anxiety can rear its head in so many different ways. From insomnia to fully blown panic attacks, days spent hidden away in bed due to the sheer pressure it drowns you in and a sudden loss of control over your thoughts and actions. However your body reacts, one thing is for sure: it isn't nice and it isn't pretty.
I always imagined I'd love being a stay-at-home-mum. Although I've always enjoyed working, and I'm pretty good at it, I've never been what you'd describe as a career girl. I assumed once I became a mum I would find my forte in life and never look back. I figured I would eventually go back to work part time but it would be because we needed the money, not because I actually wanted to return.