I see you lookin' around at the people on the street;
well things aren't what they seem.
If you push them hard enough, you'll find that most of them do not feel worthy of love.
Now, how did this come to be?
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I see you lookin' around at the people on the street;
well things aren't what they seem.
If you push them hard enough, you'll find that most of them do not feel worthy of love.
Now, how did this come to be?
It feels bad to be less capable than I used to be.
Chihuahuas are my Spirit Animal.
Newest special interest: shaving my head with a safety razor. So satisfying.
Anxiety tries to poison everything.
Finding pleasure in the simple, durable craftsmanship of old-fashioned single edge razors and the patient skill required to use one on one's head.
Crisis after crisis produces debilitating anxiety in this guy.
Went through some big-time family drama/trauma last week. Just starting to feel almost normal again.
I always did as I was told. The problem is, I was told some wrong things.
Need. More. Spoons.
Hypervigilance is exhausting.
Our puppy is adorable, inquisitive, energetic, smart, and completely normal. I was just knocked off my feet by the normal demands of taking care of her. "Puppy Blues" + Anxiety = Crisis.
Puppies are insane bite-monsters.
Equilibrium being restored. Progress: 85%
Still challenged, but not completely overwhelmed.
We got our new puppy. But I forgot how demanding a new puppy is and now I'm having anxiety attacks. I had been doing so well, but now I'm back to anxiety.
Diarrhea is kind of a funny word.
It feels as though the world has gone mad. My kids are away at school and I am so afraid for them. I can't keep them safe anymore.
My life history makes more sense to me now. This has helped me to accept and forgive myself more.
Every single time I walk my dog, I feel that there is a possibility that the entire neighborhood is watching to see whether I pick up after him. -
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