It truly is amazing to me how powerful our brains are to be able to trick themselves. Why is it that we know we are having anxiety, but can't shut it off even though we know exactly what it is? Our conscious is playing tricks with us and we seemingly have no control. I'm sick and tired of this. The anxiety seems to never stop no matter what I do, it's always there. Numerous different meds, different talk therapies, none of it works. I have found Lexapro and ativan does help, but not near enough to give me full relief. I haven't felt a sense of peace in years. I feel like there's no hope. I have my first child on the way. My fiance is 20 weeks now and I still can't find joy in it. I'm a 26 year old man with a successful life that many would love to be living, but I feel nothing but sorrow every day. I feel like it's a living death. Where is the life I see in my dreams at night? The one where anxiety doesn't exist. Is there an end in sight?