Monday’s drive in was rough. There wasn’t any traffic, no construction, but I was already anxious about the repair estimate. Anxiety breeds more anxiety, and that just results in everything being a gateway to remembering things that my mind won’t let me forget, bringing everything back and to the forefront. In this case, it was…
Sunday nights are usually the worst for me. I don’t know if it’s the anxious anticipation of starting yet another workweek, or the realization that another weekend is over. Whatever the reason, Sunday nights are terrible. Sometimes, it’s the dreams. There’s always a mixture of fear and anxiety, maybe a dash of grief and sadness…
Good Tuesday, my friends ☀️ The yoga has been done, and the makeup is on, and the morning is well on its way. While today is shaping up to be another gray one, I’m going to make the best of it with whatever it gives me. Yesterday wasn’t great. I left for work with an…