I started blogging about my illnesses with trepidation a little over a year ago. Blogging has a degree of anonymity, like most things on the internet. One doesn’t necessarily have to reveal their identity if they choose not to. I chose to keep things at arms length.
The more I have written and as my blog morphed into more than just writing about my illnesses, the more at ease I’ve become sharing some of my personal details with the blogging community. I have shared some of my treatment experiences, symptom manifestations, and how I live daily with Anxiety disorders. I’ve shared the things I like in nature, photography, and poems I’ve written. I’ve even posted about my dog.
I still have panic attacks, I still suffer daily with Anxiety, the intensity of which varies day to day and moment to moment. I still have nightmares and flashbacks, I still have PTSD. I still have depression. I named my blog based on how I felt these illnesses effected me and about my continuing journey living with them.
I know there is more to me than my illnesses. I hope I have convened as much in my posts. Since I started interacting more with others in the blogging community I find people addressing me as “demons”. The demons are still by my side but they are not me. I am Michael.