I’m about to admit things on here, that were hard enough to admit to the man I live with.
I like to think of myself as a strong person. As someone who can cope with whatever is thrown at them. However, I really am not. I have anxiety, I have depression, and these make everything a lot harder.
Recently things got pretty bad. It was likely a mixture of the all the changes that had been going on in my life. From moving to a brand new area, to starting in a brand new job, and having to get to know a whole new bunch of people.
So today, I want to talk about that. In my safe place. And let other people know how I coped with everything.