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You can do anything you want, there is nothing to stop you, don’t listen to that voice that says you cannot and start to nurture that voice that says you can. Paul was so right when he said “just start living your life, stop consuming yourself with anxiety and constantly researching it.

To feel normality you have to live normal, to lose your fears you have to go through them, not around them, you have to have the faith that although you may not always feel great, you will be fine. Just stop and do the things you used to enjoy and the freedom will come to you, layer by layer, slowly but surely if you just stop thinking about it constantly.” I remember asking myself “How can I stop thinking about it and live my life when I feel like im on the verge of an emotional breakdown or something? But I SLOWLY stopped letting anxiety ruling my life.

It really is about feeling the apprehension and just doing it anyway, what you are getting is a false signal caused my your current state.

I could write a long list of all the times I just went straight through my insecurites, my fears and apprehensions and nothing ever happened.

Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex, Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.

To elaborate is no avail, learn'd and unlearn'd feel that it is so.

I eventually got to the point where I did not care if I felt anxious or not, it made no difference to me, it was just became a harmless feeling and that was when the real progress started as it was no longer an issue. Paul For more help with anxiety visit For more information about my book ‘At last a life’ visit me on Twitter This entry was posted on Thursday, October 13th, 2011 at am and is filed under Anxiety.

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The smoke of my own breath, Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn, The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag, The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides, The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. 3 I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

Hi Everyone, I was asked by a member if he could let others know about his own story of recovery.

I was only too pleased and thought I would do a new post with the story included.

after all, anxiety is a natural and a normal human emotion.

I know we became used to being ’scared ‘ of anxiety, thinking we MUST not feel it ever, but in reality, we will feel it on many occasions and take it as a normal part of life where we know it will not stick around forever.

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