As it ebbed away, I realized that anxiety is like a slip-knot. If you pull away it gets tighter and chokes you. If you sit still and calmly accept it, it can't tighten. And it becomes very easy to undo the simple knot.
We spend much of our daily lives checked out: on deadline, on task, too busy to let our emotions "get in the way". Feeling, after all, can be pretty uncomfortable and counter-productive in the Western sense of just needing to get things done.
Anxiety is a word that I use now, based on personal and professional hindsight. Back then, as far as my parents and I were concerned, I was simply prone to a bit of extra worry. None of us understood that my fearful thoughts were actually provoking a real nervous system response.
As I recover from this latest battle with the anxiety, I am looking for the lessons it has to offer me. Two of the greatest lessons are to be kinder to myself and to take my daughter's advice more often, as she is both kind and wise indeed.
Look for the best in everyone in every situation, and let your kids hear you do it. It will not take long before this becomes your default way to view the world, and then you will start seeing less hurt and rejection around every corner for your kids.
Football playoffs are arduous for those of us who have general anxiety disorder. I'm on meds and they help, but the lucky-shirt-wearing, crossing-left-leg-over-right-to-insure-a-score fissures in my brain run deep, like a Jordy Nelson post pattern.
It's been a long process over the years to get to a point where I can brush off my worries pretty quickly. Here's the steps that I follow to overcome my worries that I'd like to share with you to live a freer and less anxious life...