A couple of years ago, I had 4 different psychological diagnoses, severe clinical depression and panic disorder were two of them. I am fine now, all good happy and shiny but anxiety remained as my faithful companion. She is always there, somewhere in the back. It is not as severe as it used to be but when I think about how I was before, I am happy and satisfied that anxiety is everything that is left. Even with anxiety, I consider myself happier than 99% of people I know :D I know how to handle it and I know what to do with it. When it comes, I talk to myself and quickly find the reason for it and then focus on solving the problem. Much love to you 💚