Mood Disorder Support Group of Guelph

The light at the end of a tunnel..it's a tattoo I have, to illustrate
my hopefulness. I got it a little while ago, and since then my
hopefulness has been tested. Ok, at times my hopefulness has been
chucked out the fucking window while driving 200 miles an hour down a
highway.

But it's back. I've found it again. And I'm holding on for dear life.
Hopefulness and confidence that I will come out on TOP of this giant
pile of crap.

Princess Georgia found a place..a place where everyone who's been at
the mercy of the Anxiety Monster, can safely meet. The Monster doesn’t
come to these meetings. He can't. He's a coward and only attacks its
victims when he knows they're all alone.

These secret meetings keep the towns people from being alone in
between attacks. It's a place where His victims can sit in a circle to
talk, relate, and spread hope amongst each other. It's also a place to
instill fear in the minds of the survivor's most loved ones.

Princess Georgia invited Prince Charming to come to this meeting with
her, because she was scared to go alone. Of course he agreed to go with
her, that's why he's Prince Charming. Unfortunately, hearing the
stories around the circle made Prince Charming worry. Logically so.

Princess Georgia was the youngest in the circle. The youngest by far.
It was a shock to her, and her Prince to realize that there were
people 20 years ahead of them, STILL being attacked, STILL without a
way to make sure the Monster never came back to get them. There were
people in the group who were married with children and important
jobs..and they were still being attacked.

Princess Georgia never had a doubt that Prince Charming was going to
be the one she'd live happily ever after with. After finding this
group though, she was now worried, that her Prince would be worried.

He had been taking care of her for so long already, and had also been
taking care of all those in the kingdom that needed him. He loved
protecting the Princess, but like any normal Prince, he didn't picture
himself having to come to her rescue after the Monster had attacked
her, 10 years down the road. And Princess Georgia didn't want her
Prince to have to endure her war THAT much longer either.

Princess Georgia now has to convince Prince Charming that she was only
going to continue getting stronger, and that she will find a way to
BEAT the Anxiety Monster. She also had to convince herself.

The group meeting was good, informative, and comfortable. A true test
of hope and confidence, though. It's intimidating to know that people
twice my age still dealing with this disorder. I don't want to be on
my bathroom floor crying and shaking when I'm 48 and trying to put
kids through college. I don't want my husband to have to rock me to
sleep when we're on the verge of grandchildren.

I'm hopeful that I will find myself in a day where I don't even think
twice about how my body is feeling. I'm hopeful that I will find
myself in a day where I don't need a magical pill as a backup in my
purse. I am hopeful!

I'm also not CURRENTLY in the midst of a gut-retching, overheating, shaking,
crying attack. Soooo when that time comes again (and unfortunately, I
know there will still be an again) I may want to reassess. We'll see.