Hello my name is Brendan and I have anxiety. Lol I've always wanted to do that, ok time to get serious. I've had it since I was about 10(I'm 16 now). I've always loved listening to peoples problems no matter how big or small, and I've never been sure why. I've always kinda put aside my issues so I can help others, but now my anxiety is getting worse. I've never tooken medication for it nor been to a therapist about it. And all its done is just gotten worse. My dad thinks it's just a phase that everyone goes through and that I just need to get over it and get better. My mom who graduated with her bacholers from Auburn University(she got Alum Kum Loude or however it's spelt). She majored in Physcology and wanted to be a therapist for children and family. You would expect her to be someone I could turn to, but she never listens when I try to talk to her and she never takes me seriously, neither does my dad. And when I try to tell my dad about my problems he just says, "I don't know what makes you think you have anxiety, but your fine."
I don't know what causes my anxiety, I know it's not because I get nervous around a bunch of people, most of the time I'm very outgoing and always talking to people and being around large groups. I do know that I get anxious when I get worried if I'll have an anxiety attack. And that's usually when it gets real bad and I just want to crawl in a whole and die. That's why I don't like to leave the house much because I get afraid I'll have an anxiety attack.
I didn't even know what anxiety was until recently. I always though I had a messed up stomach and that I had issues. I googled anxiety one night because I was bored and I wanted to know what it means. And I read what it was and I thought to myself I have a lot of those symptoms, so I took a bunch of self anxiety tests on medical websits and every one of them told me I had severe anxiety. So I went to my grandparents house(they are the only people that actually listen and care about me) and my grandmother told me that I probably do because it runs in her family. And she said she could tell anxiety when she sees it since she has it, and she says I have it pretty bad and that I need to talk to a professional. Well I told my parents and my mom finally decided that she will take me if she can get up the money. Well we are going on a 7 hour road trip to South Carolina(I live in Alabama) and I told them that I will stay with my grandparents while they go on vacation and they don't want me to, but I've decided I don't care what they think, I AM STAYING WITH MY GRANDPARENTS. But my mom said after they get back she will take me to a professional because my grandmother in South Carolina is going to pay for the sessions. I have more issues, but this blog is pretty long, and if you've actually been reading all this I don't want to make you read a bunch more. So I'll stop it at this and post more later. Sorry if I took up a bunch of your time.