It just occurred to me to think of what I could have been without having anxiety. I thought it was normal for so long and often forget that I think differently than most people. I have always just accepted it and was just happy to know there was help and they knew what was wrong with me. I wish I didn’t have anxiety but having it for so long I know better than to open that door. Open a whole new level of nightmares. I still choose to be happy that I had a loving family who never taught me that what I was doing was not normal. The knowing it is a disease also makes me feel better and gives me the right amount of anxiety rage to demand help. To kick and scream because I need help and am being discriminated against. Give me help!