My journey
My name is Kyra Sharma, I am a 16-years-old sophomore year student, I have a good lifestyle with health company around with my peers and family. I am active in activities I am fond of, which keep me going
For most of my time, I have dealt with a significant amount of anxiety. These feelings were subconsciously present for the few initial months of my life. I say “subconsciously” because I thought being in that state was the normal way of life for everyone.
Around middle school, I faced a lot more anxiety, experiencing panic attacks so often I stopped going out and ultimately lost most joy in life. It was like being at the bottom of a hole, looking up and seeing the top, but having no rope to climb out. I knew I had a few options, a life without joy or go on a journey to find a way to help myself out of that hole.
It began with the school. When my anxiety came up, I would sit aside quiet or not attend classes. I would skip meals and cut people off, Eventually, I did learn a new dance form to get diverted on the anxiousness. But was at a slow pace as I refused to attend the class often. A few days later, I went to a therapist to talk about the well being. With not a lot of hope as I had cut myself off of many things, my therapist brought out signs of me being depressed because of letting go of what moved me or my peers who loved and watched out for me.
Eventually, through meetings with my therapist, I found myself getting back to most of my hobbies, attending classes regularly, going dance and mindfulness retreats. Before the end of my semester, I was on track with good grades and motifs. I was more emotional mentally and physically maintained, I attended a meditation retreat during my breaks, this led to the first week of my life that I was completely in command of my anxiety. I excitedly returned to school confident that I had surpassed through my anxiety
Something I learnt along the journey of battling anxiety was the importance of people. To grow in a metaphoric and literal way. And the importance of creativity. The time I did let go of the people who mattered to me, was the time I was alone that led my me letting loose of my homies or the thing which I enjoyed doing. Being alone in a metaphorical could describe me being blank in my mind, being idle, and in the literal meaning, I had
no activity to keep going. Talking to a therapist did help me loads as I got back to the things/ people who played roles and influenced me in life.
Today, I am certified in two dance forms ( Zumba, bokwa) I picked up a new hobby ( writing) and I am closer to my peers and family. Lots of new opportunities. I got get anxious sometimes but the fight goes on.
I took the time to pen my journey out. Have you come over something like this? Please do send us your write-ups. If you are still fighting with anxiety do reach out to us. A will to live does accept and hear all.
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