I have felt anxious as far back as I can remember. When I was a kid I was very shy. At age 10 my dad was convicted of the attempted murder of my mum. School was difficult after that. When I went to high school I was isolated and friendless. I dropped out age 16 when I fell pregnant. That was 30 years ago. My son is great and we get on well. At the moment I am using a lot of mental health services because I get really low. Over the years I have been married and divorced, in various relationships, in and out of loads of jobs, been to art college. Trying to find some direction in life now as I feel unmotivated, due in part to not working and the (necessary) meds I think.