An important message.
Today is World Mental Health Day.
We don’t talk enough about Mental Illness in this country. There is a stigma attached to those words that people don’t want to stick on themselves. All my life I was told I was just “high-strung”, which may be a southern thing. But I had my first major panic attack when I was a child and a hurricane had deposited a tree down the center of the twin beds in our room. All I remember is being in the closet holding a Barbie and rocking back and forth. A Valium from my mother took care of that.
I got so good at pretending I wasn’t anxious that not many people noticed. I went to school and on to college. Worked in finance for years as the person in charge. It was better for me to be in charge because I had fewer people to…
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