I have been thru therapy twice. The first go round was to deal with extreme anxiety. I was almost to the point of being housebound. It was very helpful.
The second was grief therapy after my husband died. Not so great, in fact, made things worse. I stepped away after a few sessions. I found more help in books at the library.
I still suffer from anxiety but I have learned to recognize people that have the personality that makes me uncomfortable. I have learned that I don't have to have the company of those people. I am open to meeting new people but I have learned to say no to situations that bring on that feeling. There are so many people out there that want friends. Believe or not we all have anxiety, we only need to find others we can relate to, share our fears and are willing to share and support each other.
Lastly, I think so many of us were brought up to keep out feelings to ourselves. Like there is something wrong with us. We often think we are abnormal but is not the case. Finally, it is okay to be honest, to say we suffer from anxiety, fear, coping with things that happen everyday.
I am done with the hiding, the feeling of being ashamed or embarrassed. This is just who I am and I recognize my value. I can do a lot of things that others can't. It was a wake up call to my family when others had panic attacks. They finally understood the intensity of something you can't control.
Don't feel bad, feel proud, you can do things that make a difference in the life of others