Anxiety is a dickhead Why does it feel like my body doesn’t want me to breathe because my neck muscles are clamping down around my windpipe? Why is my heart going fast when all I’m trying to do is write a blog post? Why do I feel like I need to go run off this […]
I don’t know how to measure myself in numbers.
Yesterday I woke up feeling shit, and I spent the rest of the day mostly feeling shit. I was weighed down in terrible feelings, sad memories, hopeless future thoughts. My toddler was driving me bonkers, though I am sure she could feel how low I was feeling, and probably was reacting in a way to […]