C'est La Vie
When I first asked for help I was in my senior year of high school and I told my mom that I think I would like to see a therapist and she said, "okay sure, I'll make a call." Funny enough though, it was completely unrelated to my anxiety. In fact, the thought hadn't even crossed my mind that I might have anxiety. It wasn't until my first few sessions that we had uncovered that I had social anxiety disorder. Now, 5 years later, walking into that office was the best decision I had ever made. In my experience, I don't think I would be where I am today without the help I received from going to therapy. There's a stigma associated with people who go to therapy or have a therapist; with the perception that they aren't normal or they are unstable. It's unfair that we are viewed that way because we already feel like we're not normal and it makes us feel worse about our situation. So many of us out there decide not to seek help to avoid being tho...