Even the tiniest baby steps can keep that dreaded circle of safety from closing in on you.
Here’s what my days have looked like lately: wake up around noon. Wash up, put “real” clothes on (maybe), and immediately regret waking up so late. Thanks, meds.
I present you with this clever little web app for breathing by Twitter user @oatsbarley. You can customize the app’s parameters to speed up or slow down the inhale/exhale indicator to your liking.
There’s dreadful sense of verbal oppression that comes along with the word “should”, and replacing that word with “want” can help to lift the burdensome pressure.
That’s where I gave up. If I couldn’t even check the mail without Xanax, I couldn’t survive day-to-day life with a fetus swimming around in my uterus. Would it drown in my adrenaline?
Is anxiety a monster? Is anxiety a roadblock? Is anxiety a train without brakes? Is anxiety war? The metaphor that you use to describe your anxiety probably tells you something about how you view your anxiety — and your recovery process.
Have an anxiety disorder? Hate being sick? Throw some cold meds into the mix and you might really end up feeling bonkers.
Why overload my body with a medicine that might be just as effective at half strength?
Whenever I’m feeling the first few rumblings of panic in my gut, a simple distraction can make a huge difference in my anxiety level.
Elementary school math: you start with the basics, and only challenge yourself further once you’ve mastered a level. Addition, subtraction, multiplication, division. Why should approaching anxiety and phobias be any different?