Archive for December, 2011

New Year’s ‘Micro-resolutions’ For the Anxious and Panicky

Thursday, December 29th, 2011

Let’s make some micro-resolutions, shall we? They’re like teeny tiny resolutions. Like fun-sized candy or something.

Not Making a Resolution This Year? Don’t Feel Bad About It

Wednesday, December 28th, 2011

I guess I’m not one for resolutions. They’re big. They’re bulky. They’re heavy. Even though “resolution” is an abstract concept, it carries weight. It carries mass.

The Strange (and Promising) Beauty of the Winter Solstice

Wednesday, December 21st, 2011

The shortest day of the year is the day when the earth betrays us and withholds the sunlight we need to lift our mood, to grow, and to thrive. But it all gets better from here.

Letter to a First-Time Panic Attack Sufferer

Tuesday, December 20th, 2011

I could have used a good hug on the night of my own first panic attack, so I was ready to dole out dozens, if needed, for her. If I couldn’t give hugs, I could at least lend an ear and some advice.

Fear of Power Lines: How I Turned Fear into Fascination (Part 2)

Wednesday, December 14th, 2011

The more I researched, the more my fear transformed into fascination. By high school, I was hiking on what I’d affectionately termed “power line trails” that run up and down the hills near my parents’ house. High-voltage lines ran from a substation at the bottom of the hill up to the hilltop, and then down into the next valley over. The rocky gravel beneath the power lines, once used to truck the lines and their supporting pylons up to the top of the hill, made for an ideal walking path. While hiking, I could look up at the lines, count the insulators, and throw out voltage guesses. And at the top of the hill? A gorgeous view of the valley as my reward.

Fear of Power Lines: How I Turned Fear into Fascination (Part 1)

Monday, December 12th, 2011

Night after night, for days and weeks on end, I had the same nightmare. The scene and the characters usually differed, but the story was always the same: I heard a buzz, I knew a power line was going to fall, and I had to get myself (or friends, or family) the hell out of the way.
And you know how dream-physics works, right? Whenever you try to run, you run in slow motion.

Fear of Power Lines: Is There a Word for That?

Tuesday, December 6th, 2011

After a few minutes, I looked up at a nearby telephone pole and saw a blue light sparking. Yay! A streetlight was coming back on! Power was being restored! Right? Then, the loud & crackling buzz began.

Agoraphobia As-It-Happens: Live-tweeting My Panic Attack at Target

Friday, December 2nd, 2011

It was raining, and I was feeling panicked. The sky was dark. Target’s front doors, let alone the pharmacy counter itself, were uncomfortably far away. For a few minutes, I sat in silence with the car running, unsure if I should even attempt to walk inside or if I should play it safe and drive away.

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