I have an anxiety disorder. It feels strange to declare it in that way. I’d like to imagine at least one person reading this is mentally replying with, “yeah? 1,205 more words
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Exhaustion was nearing as Gracie and Emery (two of my granddaughters) headed upstairs for their naps. They were sharing a room for their rest time—since as cousins and best friends they desired to be together every possible moment during Gracie’s two- day visit. 771 more words
“I’m so stressed.” “I’m so blessed.”
Ironically the two most popular phrases of my summer thus far.
So on the stressed, anxious heart side of things, between my job, school work, cheerleading, and just trying to enjoy summer, itself, life has been crazy busy. 1,028 more words
This week is going to be hectic.
I don’t think I’ve had a period this stressful and busy in a long time. This year I was careful to not get back into the terrible habits of my freshman year: sleeping a few hours a night, procrastinating on everything, alternating between eating nothing and eating terribly, and occasionally having a minor mental breakdown. 695 more words