It seems I’m not the only one who is languishing. Thanks so much to everyone who reached out after my last post to share that they, too, feel oddly unsettled. It helps to know you’re not alone, doesn’t it? But maybe that’s not right — maybe we’re not languishing. Maybe, like author Austin Kleon, we’re actually just dormant. Like a plant, or a volcano. We are...
How are you? I mean really — how are you? It’s been a year. Literally — it’s been nearly 12 months since I added a post to this blog. And, well — it’s been some year, hasn’t it? I finally decided to get this blog going, and we were plunged into a global pandemic. I posted a few times early on to try to share some helpful coping tips, but it all just got so overwhelming so...
These are not good times for someone like me who struggles with anxiety. Struggles in the best of times. Since the pandemic began in earnest here, I’ve gotten caught up in panic spirals several times. By “panic spirals” I mean attacks of escalating panic (I hesitate to call them panic attacks because I’m not sure they meet the diagnostic criteria). One of the most helpful things a therapist told...