I thought this was a great first-person account from a writer living with generalized anxiety disorder.

Most people that know me well know that I've dealt with episodes of anxiety and depression since before I was 19 years old, when I was officially diagnosed with major depressive disorder and generalized anxiety disorder. And you know what? I joke about it a lot, but it sucks. Sometimes I go months feeling totally cool and fine, and sometimes I'm so paralyzed with fear and sadness that I wish someone would just whack me on the head with a 2-by-4 because being unconscious is the only thing that sounds good.




But I'm not embarrassed about it. Obviously, or I wouldn't be writing about it here. I hate that there's still a stigma and that some people think you can just suck it up and deal when honestly--for a lot of us--that just ain't biologically in the cards. I see more doctors than my bank account would like and I've been dealing with shitty side effects of various medications for eight years because being successful and functioning like a normal human being are two very important things to me. And, lucky for me, I think it's more or less working.

But, I love that this writer put it out there. It's kind of tough putting your neuroses out for public consumption and I think it's realistic that she concludes that it's tough to find easy answers and permanent solutions.