Category Archives: anxiety disorder
Put on your softies, your fuzzy slippers. Make a cup of chamomile tea and find your “safe” place. Turn on your go-to zone-out show, and while it loads, listen to my story of anxiety: I suffer with General Anxiety Disorder. … Continue reading
A little over a year ago, I retired from my full-time job as a records scanner for a large medical concern. In reality, it was quitting since there is no Social Security payment involved, but only time that is now … Continue reading
Stuff happens. Stuff like starting a new medication for my GAD and having it do the exactly reverse effect, throwing me into a full blown anxiety episode. Apparently I have a strange reaction to some drugs. (recall the great Cymbalta withdrawal … Continue reading
The ocean pounds the shore, a peaceful noise. The air is warm, perfect. Birds sing, the coor of a dove. I have no place to be, no time constraint, nothing on my agenda, yet I am anxious. It is … Continue reading
Anger, like a white dwarf star after implosion, lives on. Like a star, anger is deadly. Unlike a star, anger is personal.
My world is falling apart. It’s all inside me; the outside is the same as ever. Outside my head, life goes on: Work, chores, cats, sleep, meals, family, writing. But inside, my mind is crawling with worms, my head … Continue reading
A few days ago, I was invited to enter a writing contest called “Fated Paradox”. The name was so intriguing that I pressed a noir story I’ve considered for a while, something quite different for me (no cats). I have … Continue reading