Well, well, well… if it isn’t Tuesday. I’m making this late posting a habit.
It’s been a rough couple of weeks and I’ve had a few mental traffic jams lately. My anxiety has been unbearable and I have not been taking care of myself or mentally present.
This is uncomfortable talk about, I learned at a very young age that what you say or write down can and will be used against you. That was also the end of keeping a diary. But here we are. Here’s what we’re doing:
I’m looking for a therapist. I’ve always been told that I don’t need therapy, and after 38 years – I’m prioritizing myself and searching for ways to communicate and handle my sad girl vibes. I’m sweating just from sharing this.
I’ll keep you updated on the journey!