Small Victories
When you live with anxiety, the smallest things can feel like the biggest accomplishments. Last night was one of my best friends bachelorette party's. I had been worrying all week about it. I had to drive 2 hours away by myself, which has recently started making me uncomfortable. Crazy thoughts go through my head to make me feel like I can't travel alone. What if my blood sugar drops and I pass out? What if it's late and I blow my tire? The drive THERE was fun. No anxiety, just listening to music and singing at the top of my lungs. The way home was when it started. I could feel a little panic start to come on, but I was able to calm myself down-- a few minutes later it would start again. I finally called my best friend to talk the rest of the way home so it would take my mind off the anxiety. And I'm just driving almost in tears because I know it is all crazy. I don't feel normal. Why am I like this?
