“I’m not good enough”. “I’m not pretty enough”. “I’m not clever enough”.
For many years, as far as I was concerned, the statements above were complete fact. Unquestionable. Absolute. Fact. Of course, there was also a part of my rational brain that knew they couldn’t be. But this is the power of the mind and our thoughts, it laughs in the face of rationality.
It was around the age of 24 that I finally went to my GP about my anxiety. It was starting to get in the way of my life. No. Wait. Anxiety was my life. It was my operating system and it took up all my energy.