When my anxiety started in 1995 the word wasn’t even applied to what I was feeling, even by the doctor. In fact I remember him referring to it as ‘another funny turn’.

On the outside it appeared I was living a very normal life and doing what someone very normal did, but on the inside I felt everything was rapidly closing in on me.

Imagine always living with one eye over your shoulder, keeping a look out to protect yourself. Carrying an imposter through life is draining and makes you always cast doubt on yourself and life.