For me, it does. Like I said, anxiety has been my unwanted partner in over-thinking for a long time. It clouded my perception of my relationships, diminished my self-worth and made everyday tasks (like working, grocery shopping or watching The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills) daunting. Frankly it was exhausting, and I was desperate for a remedy that would make me feel chill, but not like a zombie (sorry, Xanax).
I started taking ashwagandha and within a couple of weeks I was breathing easier and my thought patterns were less shame-spirally (Is that a phrase? Now it is.) Fast-forward to two months in, when I was walking the aisles of Whole Foods with ease, no longer fearful that strangers were judging my cheese consumption.
But the true test was my best friend’s wedding a few weeks later. See, normally I’d experience insomnia before a gathering of this nature and then be quiet for days after, replaying the event over and picking out things I could have done better. But much to my surprise I felt—dare I say?—at peace as my husband and I drove back home. So much so that he even expressed his surprise at how calm and easy-going (two qualities he rarely sees me exhibit) I seemed.