Day 42.1: Anxiety Attack!
Jun. 26th, 2024 07:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sunshowerdandelionI had my first anxiety scare in a long, long while today. This usually takes the form of obsessive worrying and spiraling over things I have no control over. I felt incredibly, incredibly worried when one of my relatives said they were 'stuck (in traffic)' and when 30 minutes later they still hadn't returned home, I thought they had had an accident. Went into a little anxiety spiral that ruined my evening somewhat.
Turns out they were 'stuck' because their car had broken down.
I'm not letting this take over my evenings if it happens again. My solution has always been to try to be serene: had the bad thing happened, I would have had no power over it anyway. No use in worshiping worry.
But also: Thank you anxiety. It does protect me sometimes. I like to picture mine as a white-snake woman with red eyes (long story) and a stylish bob cut. She means well, but sometimes she needs to be hugged and assured, just like anyone.
To be fair the anxiety attack probably had more to do with all of my other worries lately, primarily around the workplace. So it's not likely to recur. Still I'm coming down with that little 'anxiety wake' that means I'll have to take things easy, at least this evening. I think I'll eat snacks with my white-snake anxiety companion, something savory followed by something soft and sweet (maybe ice cream). I don't think I'll be getting much writing done tonight but I honestly think my experiences with anxiety deepens my writing somewhat, or at least makes it ordinary, pedestrian in that relatable way.
Turns out they were 'stuck' because their car had broken down.
I'm not letting this take over my evenings if it happens again. My solution has always been to try to be serene: had the bad thing happened, I would have had no power over it anyway. No use in worshiping worry.
But also: Thank you anxiety. It does protect me sometimes. I like to picture mine as a white-snake woman with red eyes (long story) and a stylish bob cut. She means well, but sometimes she needs to be hugged and assured, just like anyone.
To be fair the anxiety attack probably had more to do with all of my other worries lately, primarily around the workplace. So it's not likely to recur. Still I'm coming down with that little 'anxiety wake' that means I'll have to take things easy, at least this evening. I think I'll eat snacks with my white-snake anxiety companion, something savory followed by something soft and sweet (maybe ice cream). I don't think I'll be getting much writing done tonight but I honestly think my experiences with anxiety deepens my writing somewhat, or at least makes it ordinary, pedestrian in that relatable way.
