Believe me when I say, in stressful situations, there are scenarios, usually bad, running through my head that you would never think of in a million years.
How can we make a connection with another person when we can’t get out of our own head?
Benzodiazepines can come with a whole lot of baggage. Valium, Diazepam, Xanax, or Ativan, call it what you will, but in some circles, if you’re using these, it’s best to keep it a secret.
Anxiety differs from fear in that it is an anticipation of future threat and involves “cautious or avoidant behaviors”, usually excessive or out of proportion to the threat.
It’s just there, like an imaginary friend that no one can see but me. Only it’s far from imaginary.
For more than a year now, I have been writing a book tentatively titled “A in for Anxiety: My Life as a Worrywart”...
No more dark hair And smooth skin White teeth shining Behind a captivating smile No more firm breasts Or flat stomach And hips that sway with ease No more perusals Up and down my body No more meaningful looks And beguiling words Crushing stares And sentences spoken in silence... No more pressure No more angst … Continue reading Birthday
... after a long, dark time, something has shifted, which is usually what happens after long, dark times...
I’m Ok. I can breathe. I can breathe.