Today, i am NORMAL!

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Had the best day.

We drove to the middle of nowhere to a garden centre. I reckon we stayed for well over an hour...and i was fine. NO ANXIETY!

It feels brilliant to be finally able to get out of my town with someone other than my mother and not have to worry about panicking.

I am thrilled with the progress i am (slowly) making...

Comments

lotte said…
Go Sarah, Go Sarah, Go Sarah (arms and hips wiggling as per Miss Congeniality)

x x x x
21/06/2010, 18:10
lotte said…
Go Sarah, Go Sarah, Go Sarah (arms and hips wiggling as per Miss Congeniality)

x x x x
21/06/2010, 18:10
Jenny said…
Hello

Just wanted to say well done and congratulations. I know too well what you have achieved today, and it's bloomin' brilliant!

Jenny

x
21/06/2010, 20:47
coffeecup said…
You always WERE normal young lady!

I'm really happy for you and it's looking like you're really beating the anxiety at last. Well done Sarah. If this is what love does then I outta get some.

Keep it going! xxx
21/06/2010, 23:10
Amy said…
Yay Sarah!!! Good on you! That's wonderful news!!
22/06/2010, 06:48
Unknown said…
Congratulations on your progress with your agoraphobia and anxiety!

I used to be agoraphobic too, it's no fun!

I also was able to overcome it, one thing that really helped me was telephone conference call support groups provided by Social Anxiety Anonymous.
22/06/2010, 06:58
Drew said…
OUTSTANDING!!!!!

Print this post and permanently glue it to your refrigerator or to the side of your computer monitor. Next time you want to write about how you'll never be normal, read it.

Great job Sarah. I'm really happy for you.
22/06/2010, 14:27
Sarah♥ said…
You are ALL truly gorgeous and amazing people. THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for the support you give me, good times and bad.

Much love to you.

Miss Sarah ♥
22/06/2010, 14:29
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