After a boozy brunch with a couple of my mates, I came across a new term: Best Bitches Forever. And I begin to wonder why can’t they stick with the original term: best friends forever. Like everyone else? And how it came about.

I did a search for the definition of a bitch and 2 terms came up.

A female dog. A female wolf, fox and otter is also a bitch. Who knew?

A bitch is a spiteful or unpleasant woman.

And then another definition came up in my feed.

Bitch (n.) A woman who won’t bang her head against the wall obsessing over someone else’s opinion.

Anonymous

I last posted in May about my anxiety disorder. It still comes and goes. I don’t think it would ever go away. I develop anxiety when in a company of people. I stressed about the outcome of a situation. Mostly, I have anxiety about what people think of me.

I can recall a situation a month ago, when I was presenting at a work meeting. It became so unbearable that I gave up, pushed my laptop to the floor and ran away. Don’t worry, that didn’t happen. At least, that was what had happened in my head.

It’s easy to say I could use thought-control and analyse (to death) what might have triggered my thoughts. When you’re in a situation like that, everything falls apart and all that you know are out the window. You are pretty much standing alone with your own thoughts. Like a naked, frightened little child.

I know I lack self-confidence. But I am tough. I find myself bounce back no matter what life throws at me. And if I am about to give up, I always say – Not Today.

I just need to learn giving less shit about what people think of me. This is what I will work on this year. What about you? What are you doing to improve your mental health?

Just keep moving forward. And don’t give a shit about what anyone thinks. Do what you have to do for you.

Anonymous