It's been FOUR years...
I cannot believe this website hasn't deleted my very few posts for the lack of inactivity, but I am happy they haven't. When you think about how much has changed in four years it's truly colossal. In college, my anxiety got exceptionally bad for a while; so bad that my panic attacks caused me stop driving for a while. It was during this time I was living with some of my best friends, Amy and Cody (and dating Mike). My ANXIETY was causing me to have such bad headaches , but I had convinced myself it was a brain tumor, which then caused anxiety attacks (circle of panic). I have always been so open about 99% of my life, which is something my Dad instilled in me. I'm so grateful he did because in doing so, I could find humor in my pain, others would talk to me about their same problems, and it felt like the weight of the world was lifted off my shoulders. By talking to Amy and Cody about my fear of having a brain tumor, we soon had a name for "her": Cynthia. In
