Anxiety has been a familiar companion for most of my life. When I was a kid I thought that everyone walked around with butterflies in their tummy. I tried to ignore it until seven years ago when I experienced my first panic attack. Then two years after that I was diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder.
I suspect that many of you reading this would have been touched by anxiety in some way, whether you've been caught in its rigid, suffocating clutches yourself or watched a loved one be ensnared.