My dad gave me a flat, smooth stone with a little indent in it when I was a kid. I loved the silky, almost slippery feeling it had when I moved my fingers over it. It fit just right in my hand so I could carry it, and it wouldn’t be obvious to anyone.
What I didn’t like about it was the reason why I carried it or even the reason it was given to me. It was a worry stone. When worries came up, the rubbing of it with your fingers was supposed to take away the worries.
As a child, I was concerned about future events. What if this happened? Or what if that happened?
I would verbalize my worry, and then move on to the next thing. I didn’t think I had a problem with it as a child, but maybe it was a foreshadow of my adult life.
Worry and anxiety are very different. I thought if I’m going to spend this month talking about anxiety, the best place to begin would be to define what it is.
I pray you will stick with me this month because anxiety disorders are the most common mental illness in the U.S., affecting 40 million adults in the United States age 18 and older- or 18% of the population. (Source: National Institute of Mental Health)
Even if you don’t personally deal with it, there is a high probability that someone within your fingertip reach does.
Many individuals within our culture are being held captive by anxiety.
Anxiety is an invisible chain which keeps you from experiencing the best of life.
Worry and anxiety are used interchangeably many times, but they are different.
Worry is usually short lasting, and resolution of a problem ends the worry. Example: I am worried about the test I took yesterday and the grade I’m going to get. Once the grade is received, the worry ends.
Anxiety is broader with mental images, verbal thoughts and affects the body. It tends to linger and can affect relationships, health, and jobs. Anxiety can sometimes cause depression.
Anxiety’s like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn’t get you very far. ~Jodi Picoult
My first panic attack happened in 2011. It happened out of nowhere. Honestly, I thought I was having a heart attack. No one suggested a panic attack, so I continued to be afraid that something was seriously wrong with my body.
Dizziness became constant and felt light-headed when I walked. My palms would be soaking wet, and my legs would feel like Jello. Home is where I stayed, away from everything I enjoyed because I couldn’t trust my body. Church didn’t feel safe.
I felt handicapped from the life I used to have.
Anxiety steals and consumes you.
You become a shell of a person because every ounce of energy is spent fighting your thoughts and body.
- I want to share with you the good and the bad about anxiety.
- The blessings I’ve received and tips for making it more manageable.
- I want to encourage you on if you’re struggling with it right now, or enable you to cheer-lead on another sister.
- I want to give you hope and point you to our loving Savior, who is able to give you the peace you need and deserve.