All my life I have had a fear of becoming like my mother and inheriting her Bipolar disorder. Today I was diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder. Though what I have is nothing near what she is/was dealing with I still have a twinge of loathing toward her...not that it was anything anyone could prevent or be accountable for. I know it's irrational to blame her for any of it but on some subconscious level I think I do. To me it's embarrassing to admit.
No amount of gnashing of teeth will change the situation. I am currently fighting the doctor on taking any medication as I feel as though I can try to control it with relaxation techniques as well as reducing my stress levels. Hopefully it will be something that I can overcome easily and not have to resort to medication. Here's to hoping and praying.