i went to 3 years of anxiety problems from age 7 and a half t 10 years old, i called it torture. it hurt me a lot. My father, friends, and relatives helped me get through a lot of it.
im better now, but my mom never helped me. through those three years she only cared about my grades. she just said to me “stop it with this stressed, anxiety thing. you are a liar, you are wasting everbody’s time, and you are just doing it as an excuse for school.” After that argument, I gave up asking for help from her. For the whole 3 years I got high grades, but getting to those grades was torture. She did not understand what I was going through, there were nights where i could not sleep, everyday seemed
hopeless and dark, I was stressed, and tired both physcically and emotionally, and there were also nights I wished i killed myself. its been 2 years after that whoe problem, and i am doing well, but i never forgave my mom.