Thanks to the encouragement from one of my followers, I went to the doctor today for my anxiety. I called this morning and the earliest I could get an appointment was 4:30. That is not the best thing for someone with anxiety that is afraid of doctors but I knew that I needed to go through with it (even though I was tempted to bail several times).
I am now on two medications. I am on Zoloft that will help with my anxiety and depression as well as another medication that will help with my anxiety until the Zoloft starts to work.
If my brain would allow me to feel happy right now, I would be dancing for joy. I have been depressed and anxious since high school. The doctor asked me today how long ago I had gotten help for my problems and I figured it was 2008. I am ready to get my life under control.
I now understand why I did not get help that day when I was still working at the amusement park and living in the city. I went to try to find a place open on Saturday and was not having any luck. I know understand that while God wanted me to get help and wanted me to go in that day to build my courage, He wanted me to wait until I got back home. I have to call the doctor in a month to tell her how the Zoloft is working. That would not be very easy if I had gone to the doctor in the city and then came back home. But if I had not gotten the courage to go in a couple weeks ago, I never would have had the courage to go through with it today.