So, I've had anxiety for um 14 years now, officially diagnosed for 14 years ago.
I consciously decided to tell a very good friend,
a friend I'd known for 16 years.
I was thinking that, you know, I hope this doesn't damage our friendship.
I hope she doesn't think of me differently.
I hope, you know, I don't get isolated from further events or anything like that.
What actually happened, was that our relationship, our friendship actually strengthened.
I felt that I could reveal all of me to her, and in doing that it was incredibly accepting.
And never actually made me feel uncomfortable about it, so it just had the opposite affect if anything else.