In April of last year my mental health started to slide. I was no stranger to anxiety and depression, so the early waking, cold hands, and distractedness were unwelcome symptoms that I was becoming unwell.
But what followed was a helpless and rapid spiral into an insular anxiety that left me barely able to describe how I felt. Every night I’d crash, utterly exhausted by 10pm only to snap awake in the small hours As a self-employed creative director ideas and self-belief are my daily tools, but my concentration became so poor and my thinking so clouded that I found myself unable to function.
Fear of failure and reputational damage left me unable to make decisions which compounded my low mood, undermined my confidence and further fed the
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