I woke up feeling weird today.
Wrong, off.
This tightness in my shoulders–I press down to release it but it lingers.
This feeling in my stomach–the discomfort, it only grows.
Everything is a little too much right now. I want to hide, to retreat to my cave, to numb myself and pass the day in nothingness, holding to the hope that tomorrow will be different.
To write these thoughts, it feels melodramatic–like the lyrics I penned on the edges of my notes as an angsty, attention-seeking teen.
Things aren’t really that bad–just uncomfortable. And like any good 21st century American, I am an expert at avoiding discomfort and not at all good at abiding it.
I cannot hide.
After a quarter-century here, I know this.
But it is so
so
appealing.
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Oh, sorry about that :(. It’s good that you see that giving into anxiety encourages it, males it worsen
Thanks.
Things are just sometimes hard. And that is okay. And, you don’t have to pretend or try to act fine when everything isn’t. One day, I hope soon, you will feel better. I believe that. But, until you do, do what you need to take care of yourself, and know that I am here, thinking of you. xo
Thank you Brie, so much. I hope you are having a lovely staycation and getting a nice break from everything!