Overcome
I knew I wasn’t breathing. Holding my breath while knowing full well what the diagnosis was, but choosing not to believe it. I nodded anyway and stretched out my hand.
I knew I wasn’t breathing. Holding my breath while knowing full well what the diagnosis was, but choosing not to believe it. I nodded anyway and stretched out my hand.
I grew up with three basic principals: eat your salad before your dinner, work hard every day, and always save your money. While these are very, very important principals, practicing self-care could have helped me better should anxiety in my adult life.
I heard a queue for my part of our meeting to start so I pulled out my laptop, shakily. I was having a hard time focusing, but I was determined not to let the panic win.
My ailments are symptoms. They are my body telling me something is “off”. It’s o.k. to FEEL them and not expect a quick fix. It’s hard to allow them to be felt and to allow them to pass through me. But now I am open about talking about them and I am open to trying all of the tools in my medical tool belt before I succumb to frustration or a tiny little pill.