As winter began, there seems to be some recurring feelings that thought were gone.
Earlier this year, my anxiety had led to a full blown hypochondria meltdown. Led me to feeling mentally paralyzed and I couldn’t do anything but sit there and zone out— sometimes even cry. This feeling left since I’ve gotten therapy, but once again it has come to torture me.
Am I really that old or so I just feel it? Has my time gone? If so, where has it gone? Have I done good by many?
I need to remind myself of the techniques my therapist taught me. Sometimes it’s okay to allow yourself to go into that rabbit for like half an hour — then move on. Sit down and write the facts. Things you KNOW are true. Reread them. Remind yourself of them. And don’t be afraid to ask for help.
