*Anxiety and Me.
My therapist and I have decided to do a bit of research, to "help me heal", about how grief affects teens mental health and how it affects me after my brother died. I was never formally diagnosed with Anxiety, but its pretty obvious. Everyone says so. Every day i'm constantly overthinking and God it makes life so difficult sometimes. I like to call myself "Conrad the anxious failure" (Guest, 19). I was talking with Berger one day, Berger is my therapist. He correlated my anxiety to my suicide attempt. He said anxiety can be a leading factor, I don't know if i believe him. I was reading this article though and it said "nearly 90% of suicides are associated with a diagnosable mental health or substance abuse disorder" (Tal Young). I wasn't diagnosed with Anxiety, but everyone seems to think I have it. I think I might be apart of the 90% because of that. I guess its one of the bigger indicators that I was at risk in the first place. So, I guess Berger was right, and I guess it makes sense. Part of me just wanted it to stop. The ruminating, the shaking, the agony. Anyways, I'm gonna go to sleep now. Haha. Sorry. Goodnight.