Ginger Vee My Chronic Life

Therapy. Ugh. 😑 That shit’s tough. But! It’s also become pretty essential to my wellbeing, and I’m mighty thankful for it. I’ve had a couple therapists in my quest for sanity, and each of them have helped me, at least a little, over the years; each in different ways.
Throughout my healing journey, I’ve been diagnosed with a variety of mental illnesses, and though managing my life with: OCD, Bipolar II with scary peaks & valleys, a Panic Disorder, numerous phobias, Severe Depression with certain self inflicted “ideations”, General Anxiety, Agoraphobia, Personal Dependency Disorder, Body Dysmorphic Disorder, and past trauma & abuse is tough, I am on a path of healing, and learning, and, with help, I’m managing to live a fulfilling life.
I’m immensely thankful that I now have 2 anxiety meds that help greatly, and I have a therapist and a psychiatrist who are beneficial and encouraging. I walk away from every session having learned something, whether it’s a new breathing exercise, or a huge revelation, and I treasure each tool I collect.
I’m far from “healed,” and likely will have a therapist for a long time to come, but I am never going to stop trying to gain some control of my brain.
I’m not ashamed of my diagnosis, or embarrassed by my struggles, nor the fact that I use medication. I also use meditation, journaling, yoga, routine, communication, and weed to keep me from going off the deep end. Mental illness is a part of me, it’s literally my life, and I have no reason to hide my challenges and limitations.
I’m thankful for how far I’ve come, all that I’m learning, and that I am able to have professional help with my traumatized neuro spicy self. I’m proud of my growth, and I’m thankful for the support that surrounds me. 💜