There has been a lot going on in the blogging community about mental issues, many say mental illness but adding the word illness to something creates such a stigma. Admitting you have something “wrong” is like inviting in stereotypes, judgement and uninvited pity. Things that are not constructive in the least. One of the things I’ve noticed going on in the world is that the American population thrives on drama, they thrive on terrible tv shows that showcase vanity and less than stellar examples of what it is to be a good person. News stations broadcast terrible things going on in the world instead of the good labeling people as mentally disturbed and further impress onto the American people false information about people. I would like to see this change.
I don’t like to admit I have problems.
My pride and ego are probably a little too big for it’s britches.
Ever since having Baby Bear I’ve had some anxiety.
Where is our future going? Where will we end up living in the next few years? Being a single mom money will not come easily. How am I going to react when he wakes up and has hair on places other than his head? How am I going to guide him in this life to be a kind hearted person?
Am I a good enough mom to him?
The mantra I’ve come to tell myself every time this anxiety flares up, which is often, is that
“Today I am going to do the best I can and nothing less”
If I have one goal in life it will be raising my son to be a successful member of society, and how to respect people and treat them with dignity no matter their circumstance in life.
Hi My name is Mama Bear and i’ve had depression and anxiety but that is not what defines me.
26/01/2011 at 1:24 am Permalink
i feel you on the anxiety and my bun is still in the oven. if i’m being candid, i have had Generalized Anxiety Disorder for more years than I haven’t.