My adrenals are still pumping. My day has been one of cutting crisis off at the pass, dealing with difficult people and getting nervous about things I may have missed or forgotten. There is now no risk of any significance yet my adrenalin still has me wired. Scared. Anxious.
What am I scared of? What is this anxiety? Why can’t I switch off and enjoy just being happy?
I try to rationalize it away yet something inside of me, something that should not be ignored, says I am not safe. That at any second this magic moment will be shattered by something unpleasant. I want to switch the angst off but maybe this angst is sending me a message I need to pay attention to. So I keep listening for the message. Read More