I was told by my doctor that I had clinical anxiety back in 2010 and the diagnosis came as a complete shock. But now, I can see that the writing was on the wall. For months, I had stopped wanting to socialise. When someone would text me asking to hang, I’d see it as a burden. Everything felt like a chore, I didn’t want to do anything. But I'm happy to say, things have changed A LOT since 2010. The anxiety I was experiencing went from out of control, to manageable, to mild and now finally has disappeared.  I knew something was finally different when instead of staring at the back of my eyelids, my brain racing like a treadmill on top speed, I fell asleep. No dread. No angst. No catastrophising. No over analysing. It was the first time in decades. And it wasn’t a one off either, but a succession of nights. The only other time my anxiety had disappeared was during my previous pregnancy, and here, pregnant with my second it was happening again. Was it hormones? A coincidence? Was alcohol causing my anxiety? Let's unpack my anxiety breakthroughs along my journey from diagnosis to thriving. Ps. Wondering what kind of drinker you are? Take my FREE QUIZ.