Saturday, the 24th

My anxiety has been suffocating lately..  all consuming.  It wraps around me tightly, painfully, yet passionately.  Like a toxic lover, it holds me in a morbid but gentle embrace. We become so used to the comfort of our pain and traumas that anything but constant discomfort and anguish frightens us.  I think the reason why…

Friday, the 25th

And now it’s Friday. I hope this week was everything you needed it to be, and if it wasn’t, I hope next week is.  I’m a work in progress, but I tend to forget that. I struggle with being too hard on myself, with anxiety, and wanting everything done immediately and to my standards. The…

The Beautiful

Some mornings we forget about all the advice we need to take the words we need to listen to our own body and minds signals of self-care and self-worth all muddled and muted by the cortisol and claustrophobic ways that others reaction and our uncontrollable actions make us feel The inability to breathe makes it…