The Other Me
An ongoing serial about neurosis, beginning with anxiety that burgeoned through my teenage years, and grew into issues also with depression and OCD, amongst other things.
The Other Me
‘Hello, Panic, My Old Friend’ vii. You reach for anything you think might help when you get desperate enough, and I started to read. One book, by renowned medium James Van Praagh, resonated with me. He suggested that before you’re born your soul agrees to take on the problems it’ll face in life as a means of growth and evolution. Van Praagh said the soul never takes on more than it can bear. This became a mantra for me. The soul never takes on more than it can bear. The soul never takes on more than it can bear. The soul never takes on more than it can bear. Still,…
The Other Me
‘Hello, Panic, My Old Friend’ vi. Dr Jarasinghe was a small, serene man in his forties. Sometimes, that serenity seemed cavalier. I saw him in a clinic about a five minute drive from where I lived, although that was an adventure in itself. As with my GP’s clinic, I assured myself that if I had any episode, at least I’d be in the right place. Still, I wanted to get there as quick as possible, and home as quick as possible. Anywhere in-between was unsafe. In our first session together Dr Jarasinghe took all my history. He said that my recent drinking might’ve buried my anxiety, but now that I…