My Everything

My Everything

I imagined motherhood to be this beautiful experience. I imagined caring for my children and loving them the way that only a mother could. I imagined a family. My family. The reality was, it was just me, and maybe not even for very much longer.

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Reflections: How dealing with my own anxiety helped me recognize it in my son.

Reflections: How dealing with my own anxiety helped me recognize it in my son.

I’ve dealt with anxiety and depression my entire life, but it wasn’t until I began seeing a therapist that I realized this. During my intake assessment, she asked me how long I’d been dealing with anxiety. I nonchalantly told her the last few months. “No, think back over your life,” she added. I began to [...]