Mum and Dad were very much friends and up for life. There was no anxiety for anything when I was growing up; they just taught me to be me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My parents were not perfect, but no one's parents are. As childhoods go, mine was pretty comfortable and good in a lot of ways, and yet I still ended up with anxiety.
Even at age 10, I already knew that I was different from most people. My anxiety disorder was still years from being diagnosed, but it affected me quite deeply. I was too afraid to speak out in class, too nervous to make real friends.
When I was younger, I was very scared to talk to people. To the point where my parents took me to a therapist because they thought something was wrong with me.
My mother and father were never frightened of anything. They always felt that they should go through life happily and without fear, and they did that. And it was a great boon to my brother and myself.
I had phenomenal parents. They kept me very grounded, and I lived a normal life.
So, I remember when I was a kid, I was waiting for my mom to come home when she was working late, and, you know, I was like, 'Oh my God, what happened to her? Is she OK? Did something happen to her getting in the car?' I was a little kid. But those are actually early onsets of anxiety.
My mom always knew I would be able to take care of myself, but my dad was afraid.
I grew up being terrified of my parents, particularly my father figures.
Growing up, I was prone to anxiety.
I had massive anxiety as a child. I was in therapy. From 8 to 10, I was borderline agora-phobic. I could not leave my mom's side. I don't really have panic attacks anymore, but I had really bad anxiety.