About HardAnxiety: This is my online journal, a tool I can use to write about my progress through recovery. I have been diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder Type 2:Ultra-Radian Cycling and Panic Disorder with Agoraphobia and also Codependencey.
 
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What are Panic Attacks, Agoraphobia, and Anxiety?

What is Bipolar type 2 and ultra radian cycling?

Guide to my Anxiety Levels and What's it Like?

About the codependency dysfunction

The Fight-or-Flight Response

What if? Thinking

Coping skills I use

Coping with Medication Side-Effects

Breakthroughs
Abandonment Breakthrough

Anger Management and Defense Mechanisms - Just a sad game?

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Wandering in a Dream of Emptiness, a poem.

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Below is the workbook I am curently using, it's a great workbook, and I recommend getting the accompanying book, Facing Codependence, from the same authors.

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Wandering in a Dream of Emptiness
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This is a poem I wrote when I was around the age of 18 when I was very inspired, the words for the poem just came to me from almost nowhere, but I believe it is a true expression of an early beginning to my road to recovery.

'Wandering in a Dream of Emptiness'

Here and now is my past for real
Or a crazed dream that my shadow has killed
Another's intuition begs the knight to kneel
For the bed of emptiness nearly is filled.

A path is laid clear, so short and true
For the one who follows, a land to rule.

When the shadow behind, new wisdom is found
The path so clear, now begins to drown

Deep in the haze, a struggle thus is born
The two intwined once together now are torn

Scholar and student, blinded in the light
Shedding their eyes with hopes to find
With the intermission of thought, instinct now rules
Ceasing to wonder which is the fool

A choice not made perhaps the wisest choice
Between two paths now they open their eyes
A new world is found, midst a triangle of demise.

 
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