And On We Go...

Just an update on how I'm doing.

I saw a medical doctor that I love and looking forward to having him as my new primary care physician. He diagnosed me with Obsessive- Compulsive Disorder. It's odd because I knew he was right as soon as he said it. A lot of people would feel freaked out with that kind of diagnosis. To me, it is a huge relief. He prescribed Celexa and said I'd need to be on it for a year and a half more than likely. The first week, with side effects, was tough, but now that my body has adjusted to it, it's great. I still have thoughts go through my head but the medicine helps me be able to easily dismiss them without it all snowballing into a huge knot that ties up my entire body.

I also started therapy last week and am looking forward to dealing with the issues and getting to the root of the problem. It will not always be an easy journey. But I feel so much better knowing I've got help. I've always been a proponent of asking for help when you need it. I didn't want to need it. But I'm so thankful that my husband and other friends insisted I get help for this.

If you are dealing with anxiety, please don't be afraid to ask for help. It's so worth it!