Anxiety
Sometimes It’s All We Can Do
Sometimes it’s all we can do to get out of bed. To shower. Make the bed. Sometimes it’s all we can do to keep showing up. To return that call. Answer that text. Sometimes it’s all we can do to put one foot in front of the other. To check the mail. Bring cupcakes to…
Read MoreAlcohol Is Feeding Our Anxiety, Not Calming It
“I deserve a break,” is a thought that ran through my head on a regular basis. My chest was always tight. I burst into tears at the slightest provocation. Everything hurt my feelings, and everybody was an idiot (except me, of course). I don’t even want to admit how often I snapped at my children…
Read MoreAnxiety is a Big, Stupid, Ugly Liar
Anxiety shows up in my life in the weirdest of ways. It’s not always panic attacks and meltdowns. Sometimes, it’s simply hiding. When I feel overwhelmed and anxious, I isolate myself. It’s not always obvious unless maybe you’ve known me for awhile. I may ignore a text or two, for no reason other than the…
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