10 Rules for Coping with Panic: Rule #1
I understand that a rapid heartbeat is a normal part of panic. But it feels so abnormal and wrong. What if this is the one time where a medical emergency is presenting itself?
I understand that a rapid heartbeat is a normal part of panic. But it feels so abnormal and wrong. What if this is the one time where a medical emergency is presenting itself?
Instead of stopping, I’m going to try harder. After all, I really want to re-wire my brain and all of my negative thought patterns. Like, really. Like, I’ve-been-panicking-for-nearly-two-years-straight-now really.
What do you have to say about anxiety? Can you work it into a haiku?
But it’s finally time to emerge from those fluorescent-lit caves that we call home during the coldest months. It’s time to get back outside and reconnect with nature after avoiding it for so long.
Check out those sweet shades they gave me so that I wouldn’t get toothdust in my eyes. In combination with all of that dental stuff coming out of my mouth, I sort of look bionic.
Let’s make some micro-resolutions, shall we? They’re like teeny tiny resolutions. Like fun-sized candy or something.
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.
Our fast-paced daytime lifestyle often bleeds over into the evening hours without our consent or mindful attention. Once you become aware of how you stimulate your body and mind before bed, you can take conscious steps to reduce that behavior.
Yesterday, I presented a list of my fears from A through M. Many different types of fears made the list — from the more serious (like anxiety itself) to the more whimsical (like joke-telling). Now, here are the rest of my alphabetical anxieties.
After listening to Roz Chast’s NPR interview about her new book of alphabetical fears, What I Hate From A to Z, I felt inspired to pen my own list. It started as an innocuous activity to help me get to sleep, strangely enough, but turned into a very reflective list of fears.