Everyone has some form of anxiety all moms are moms with anxiety, however, many have anxiety disorders. Their anxiety can cause them to not live their best life. There’s a huge difference between having a little anxiety, like worrying over a job interview the next day, and an anxiety disorder, […]
Hey everyone! I’m Jessa, author of Happily Ever Hillmann. If you don’t know me, you wouldn’t know that I have sometimes debilitating anxiety that cripples me from leaving my house (or leaving wherever I’m at when a panic sets in). If you don’t know me, I seem relatively calm, friendly, […]
I admit it I can be over protective, cautious and anxious, of my kids in some manners. I also can be very easy going in others. Before becoming a mom, I always had this expectation that it was going to be hell for me because I am constantly worrying. I […]
Several times I’ve posted about my anxiety. I do so in an effort to be open. I do so in an effort to spread awareness. I do so as a way to find connection with others that also have mental illnesses. I do not do so to pull sympathy out […]
“Just relax” is actually a common phrase out of my husband’s mouth. Why? Because I’m an anxious person. I hate being late, I hate dishes in the sink, I hate the laundry piled up, I hate so much, and I say hate but really it is that these things all […]
I have suffered from anxiety for as long as I can remember. Considering I do and my husband does as well I’ve decided I want to know more about anxiety in kids. I hope to help my kids through any anxiety they may experience as they grow older. Here are […]
Anxiety is a very complicated feeling. Everyone has dealt with some level of anxiety throughout their lives but not everyone develops an anxiety disorder. Kids may show signs of many different forms of anxiety, some different than adults and others not so much. As a continuation on my posts about […]
I’ve had anxiety since I was a child. I cannot really tell you when it started although there a few events I remember I know did not help the situation. Some of it was typical child related anxieties. I was shy but frightfully so. I’m not even sure my parents understood or understand to this day how much it physically hurt me to try to talk to people sometimes. I did not really talk about it and did not explain that much to them. It was not all the time. It did depend on the situation, but I hurt and just could not talk. Those situations included ordering food at restaurants. I usually told my dad what I wanted and had him order for me.