Category Archives: anxiety
With My Mouth Closed
I’m struggling to even know what to post here lately. It wouldn’t be so complicated if he didn’t read the spiral sometimes. If he hadn’t lashed out in a comment still sitting in the moderation queue. But he does, and … Continue reading
The Anxiety Machine
A few times a month, I have bad anxiety days. Not days when I have panic attacks – which, thankfully, are rare – just days when my anxiety sits on top of me like a layer of rocks, reminding me … Continue reading