When I started this series, I really wanted to do a good job of it. I’d been wanting to write about it for years, but I didn’t want to do a crap job of it. I wanted it to be about sharing my journey, tips I’ve learned, quotes of inspiration and encouragement, and a sense of understanding, so others would feel less lonely as they traveled the same path.
I feel as though I have accomplished that, to some degree, and yet October has turned out to be one of the busiest months in a loooong time: I’ve had client deadlines galore, multiple meetings, medical appointments prepping my daughter for future jaw surgery, (too many to count) sicknesses, Randy’s been out of town on business several times, birthdays (October is a huge birthday month in our family), and now, the death of my father-in-law.
I was holding it together fairly well, until his passing. (I’m just beginning to process it, and nothing I could say about it could begin to do it justice.)
It’s as though committing to writing this series caused everything to converge upon me to test me, and my commitment to this.
And it’s been difficult.
And now, it’s difficult and I’m grieving.
I’m overwhelmed… and my anxiety has held steady at ‘extreme’.
But I’m not giving up. I believe in this, and I believe in the power of sharing.
It’s only when we isolate ourselves, that things feel darkest.
So here’s to spreading the light. Together.
This is the 18th post in a 31 Day Series: 31 Days to Peace: Finding inner peace for anxiety and panic attacks. Start from the beginning here.
