I tried to talk my mother again today, about my anxiety. I didn’t bring up the topic of my own accord; she did. She was trying to tell me that I really need to start focusing on my revision and exams, and was trying to give me tips when I’m being overwhelmed by thoughts.
Despite this, she still doesn’t seem to understand. ‘You know, everything will be fine if you just stopped worrying about unnecessary things,’ she said. ‘These are all things you really don’t need to spend so much time thinking about. We can handle it.’
I can’t just turn it off. It doesn’t come with an ‘OFF’ switch. If it worked like that then trust me, a lot of people will be better off.
I know, and I can tell she is trying. But it’s moments like this that make me wish I didn’t have to talk about it.