That was a quick rise and a quick fall. I’m in the beginning stages of an anxiety attack. I can feel it. Overwhelmed, crawling skin, racing thoughts. At least I know what triggered it, but how do I stop it?
Fight withmy husband. Planning a getaway for the weekend. He got mad when I asked if he would stay home from judo tonight to help me prepare for this trip. Lots to be done. I won the argument by making several key points, but it doesn’t matter. I shouldn’t have to fight with him to put effort into something we are all doing. I shouldn’t have to fight because I spent the morning for myself instead of preparing for our weekend. But I did. And I won. And lost.
Why bother?
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