I am not my anxiety
I was nervous as I walked into the room where the photo shoot was being held. I had been excited for this moment ever since I got the email inviting me to be a part of the meaningful event. Now that the time had come, though, I wasn’t sure I was ready. I sat across from the photographer – just the two of us in the room. He was friendly and easy to talk to, which lessened my nerves. “What are you most insecure about?” he asked. The answer came easily to me. My ongoing struggle with anxiety and depression. “What about that makes you insecure?” This was a little harder to put into words. “Most of my friends are either from work or church,” I said. “I have to be professional at work, so I certainly don’t talk about it there. And the church has a long history of shaming people for mental health struggles.” When he pressed me for more details, I explained that I have been told MANY times that anxiety is a sin. That if you “just pray...