I keep telling myself that I will share when I am ready, but the truth is, I will never feel ready. Instead, I am choosing to show up, to be vulnerable, and to create the space for you to do the same. We have so much more to gain than we have to lose.
Category: mental health
emotional support
I took him home in his donated pink carrier (since he was too anxious to go home in the standard box), plopped him down in my bathroom, closed the bathroom door, and opened his kennel. I sat with him like that in the bathroom for hours, always respecting the sanctuary of his cage. In all the ways I have and continue to show up for him, Espresso also shows up for me.
memories
It makes me wonder though; what will I forget about my present, my now, years into the future. What is going to stick with me? What will be forgotten? Maybe that’s a lot of the reason why I write. The reason I’m always taking pictures. The reason I try to be grateful for something every day.
allow yourself to cry
I am trying to cry when I am overwhelmed. I am trying to cry so that I can express my inner agony in a way that doesn't hurt others. I am trying to cry because it feels good.
an anxious existence
Awareness is a hard path to trudge down and there are constantly surprises, but every rock in the way that you can point to, is a rock that won’t knock you on the ground. A rock that you can see for all that it is, is an obstacle that you can now nimbly navigate to avoid tripping over and halting your progress.
maybe we are brave
There are some days where my anxiety destroys me. It takes a rather benign action and twists it into something that feels all-consuming.
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