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I've climbed mountains and walked through valleys in my lifetime. Some days are good, some days are bad. Faith in my own strength keeps me going and the love of my family. I welcome you to my journey.

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Anxietyville

I'm not sure what's causing my anxiety. I thought, last night, that it was because I had been feeling guilty over not purposely remembering my father every day, but now I don't think that's it. I cried and felt better, but today the anxiety's returned with a vengeance.

I took a Xanax and felt guilty. Why should I feel guilty? I'm not an addict. I just use it when the anxiety gets so bad. But the haters out there will point their finger at me and tell me that Xanax is as evil as heroin.

I've been trying to do our taxes without a tax man this year and it's hell. Language can be so obtrusive. A person can mean more than one thing with only one word. I consider myself a decently educated person, but I still don't get what they mean. I'm going to let my husband do the taxes. I'm through. I don't need one other thing sending me into anxietyville.

Cristina

A girl. Exploring the world of Bipolar Disorder one day at a time. Informing and educating the public about mental illness.

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