that depression and anxiety were as un-stigma’d as having a cold or the flu. That I could post on Facebook “Anxiety really acting up today” and people would offer to go to the store for me or bring me soup instead of thinking I was crazy. Or I could say “Depression is really hard this week,” and people would say, “Yeah, I had that once and it kept me in bed for days.” Instead of thinking I was crazy and needed to be on suicide watch. Then I could feel more normal.
Anxiety bad today.