I’ve been struggling. Despite things going well at work, in spite of my personal life being more active than it was. Essentially, small problems arise and they give me anxiety. It becomes blown out of proportion and, while I can keep it bottled in and deal with it, the process isn’t healthy. Not the bottling, certainly not turning molehills into mountains.
And it makes no sense. But if you know me, it does. I have this need to be in control of my environment, to situate things to my advantage or at least minimize the risk. And when it’s not, it cuts deep and leaves a scar. Because I can’t just roll with it.
So, this brings me to today and what my psychiatrist thinks I need to get involved in: cognitive behaviour therapy. And probably group.
I’m open to anything at this point. I’m tired of feeling this way, being on the defense. This of course means adjusting my schedule even more, and learning to roll with it.
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