Anxiety’s Super Power

Have you ever gone to bed not thinking about who likes you or who doesn’t only to wake up the next morning feeling like you’re not like by a single soul?  Or do you ever feel like everything you do, you’re just going to suck at? Does the phrase “I can’t do it” go through your head when you are attempting to complete a task. it’s anxiety, and it casts a shadow of doubt on every step we make, at least I feel like it does.

Anxiety, signs and symptoms.

In my experience, it can creep up on you like a mental monster in the night. I’m just going along, minding my business, then BAM! A thought scurries across my cortex like a mouse running from a cat. It just randomly tells me I’m not good enough. That’s anxiety, an unwanted partner that has invited themselves down The Road To Mental Wellness with me.

By times, anxiety is so influential in my everyday life, that I start to slip into my other road trip partner, depression. Depression takes control and says, “We’ve had enough!” and hits the kill switch and takes me out of commission. A lot of times I lack the motivation to get out of bed, little lone travel down the road to wellness. I just can’t handle the everyday riggers of life and the anxiety voice all at the same time.

Signs and Symptoms of depression.

There is a silver lining in all this mental mess. For me, it comes in two forms; Cognitive behaviour therapy and Mindfulness. Both of these are very different approaches to better mental health nonetheless, they are very effective. Mindfulness teaches one to stay in the moment, to be present. and cognitive behaviour therapy helps identify inaccurate thoughts and how to deal with them.

Anxiety is all about being stuck in the past or ruminating about the future, once I realized the key elements that set my anxiety afire, I could recognize the key elements that were starting to invade my mind. When I start to feel like no one likes me, I now know that this anxiety talking (cognitive behaviour therapy). and I then I regroup and refocus, staying in the moment that I am in (Mindfulness).

I may be nowhere near where I need to be at the moment, but using these fundamental tools help me overcome the angst I am feeling when I am in places I have control over or nowhere to retreat to.

So, If your struggling and feel like you’ve tried everything, give therapy and mindfulness a try. They may very well be the tools you’ve been looking for.

if you are suffering from PTSD or another mental illness, please reach out. I thank you for your service and you are still worthy and mean something. I believe in you!


If you are struggling please go here: Crisis Services Canada


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Psychotherapy – After the session

Psychotherapy – After the session

A trip to the psychologist’s office is never an easy one. It’s not that I dread it, its, as I’m sure some of you can relate, the hashing up of all the traumatic experiences. Sometimes it feels like I do enough re-living of my own though the nightmares and random flashbacks that seemingly come out of nowhere. So, these sessions can wake the demon of PTSD and cause me to disassociate, lose focus and as a consequence, I don’t really get a lot of therapeutic benefits.

Things to discuss with your mental health professional

Despite all the triggering, I fight on because its what I know best. I need to. The latter option terrifies me. I find that overall, it does help keep me crawling down the road of mental wellness. And even though it’s uncomfortable and exhausting, it must be done. I just have to keep telling myself that challenge is really uncomfortable, without pain there can be no chance for change.

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Of course, I can’t speak to the effectiveness of your sessions while in therapy because we are all different and what landed us on the therapist’s couch is as unique as you and I. What I find most perplexing is not what takes place during the session but rather, how I feel afterward.

My experience with the post-session psychotherapy time is this; some days I can barely make it to the office, I feel so despondent but after the psychologist and I work through what we are working on, I walk out of there feeling renewed and wondering as if I am cured.

OK, maybe not cured but I do feel as though I can take on the remainder of the day with my authenticity. Meaning I see the world without the cloudy fog of PTSDanxiety and depression. Whist others, I walk in feeling triggered, anxious or dark from depression, go through the therapeutic routine and come out feeling like I was just caught off guard by a mental illness avalanche. I have yet to figure out why.

Has this ever happened to you? Tell me about it in the comment section below.

The aftermath of a challenging session sometimes puts me down and out for a few days and almost always takes me out for the remainder of the day. Sometimes I stress eat to try and cope, other times I shut the rest of the day off with slumber.

Having a counselling background myself, I know that the patient doesn’t grow if not gently nudged to do so. In order to effectively get to the roots of the issue, one has to be challenged. So, if it appears as though you’re are feeling worse, perhaps it’s the therapists professionally guiding you towards the tools you need to get better.

Hopefully, through mindfulness training and coping skill-building, I can l slowly start walking out of the session and right back into living, at least more often than not. I long for those times, I just know they are coming; I just have to work on it, keep going to therapy so I can start to feel free after the sessions.


Please, hang in there, if you have found the right therapist, then I’m confident you’ll be on your way to a better you, on your way to healing. I’m rooting for you.

if you are suffering from PTSD or another mental illness, please reach out. I thank you for your service and you are still worthy and mean something. I believe in you!


If you are struggling please go here: Crisis Services Canada

Want help fund my book? donate: GOFundMe – The Road To Mental Wellness – The book


You may also enjoy: Slowly Walking My Way To Mental Wellness.


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Real Time Traumatic Trigger.


Today I am meeting with an old high school friend for lunch, one I have kept in touch with for all these years. I am sitting at a table waiting for them, surrounded by a see of lunchtime patrons enjoying time with their friends and loved ones.

As beautiful as a time they all appear to be having, the byproduct of all their commotion is reverberating right through to the core of my PTSD.
My PTSD shot off like a track star at the starting line of a race when I first entered the restaurant and was met with a blood-curdling scream from the mouth of a toddler.
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Instantly triggered and with nowhere to go because my dinner mates have not yet arrived, I am trapped and must deal. Can I though? Voices are coming from every direction and effectively making every individual conversation a foreign language to me ears, stimulus overload.
The busy of this establishment, that is also blessed with a severe echoing quality, one that intensifies the chatter, is the reason this blog post was born; it wasn’t only because it sprung the idea to life, but rather, it’s an attempt to centre myself, so I don’t tell everyone to quiet down. (With choice language).  I also have no qualms about plugging my ears, how it looks be damned.
…… A few days later. The above paragraph was the final one written in the restaurant because the friend I was expecting arrived and I had to stop writing. However, by the time he’s shown to the table, I was shaking and shutdown. So much so, that I remember our lunch in tiny fragments because my mind was too busy dodging the overstimulating reality that surrounded us. The pieces I do remember were when I forcibly allowed my mind to be venerable enough so as not to be robbed of the entire dining experience with this old friend. 
Although I was able to physically make it through the entire ordeal, my mental illnesses are still a very formidable foe and like a game of mental tug of war, I found myself being drug over the line throughout the entire experience. Fortunately, I can pull myself back and be present. Sadly, I am not where close to where I need to be to fully appreciate life in a more normal sense. I am only at the point where I can, with great difficulty making it through the chaos that a packed room full of people and their collective conversations create.

There was no escape and there seems to be no escaping the anxiety and the real-time PTSD triggers. But dammit, I will continue plowing down the road to mental wellness and I shall overcome; even if it’s just long enough to see an old friend.

if you are suffering from PTSD or another mental illness, please reach out. I thank you for your service and you are still worthy and mean something. I believe in you!

If you are struggling please go here: Crisis Services Canada


Want help fund my book? donate: GOFundMe – The Road To Mental Wellness – The book

Want more? Please go to my Books On Mental Illness Page.
You may also enjoy: But a Mere Crawl: Slowly making my way towards mental wellness.

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