Anxiety’s Inherent Truth-Editing

I had a mild-medium anxiety attack this morning. I never know to gauge those. If I say it was mild, does that mean it didn’t really happen? If I say it was extreme, does that mean I can’t say anything was worse than? I type this as I’m on spring break. Although breaks are great […]

Know Your Triggers | How to Manage Darker Days

For the longest time, I perceived no rhyme nor reason to my anxiety. It came and went us unpredictably as the wind.

Why Teaching Helps My Anxiety II

Paradoxical, this teaching. Monday to Friday is a blur of preparations, gone before dark, back with the sinking sun, washed dished, and (mostly) dreamless sleep. On Fridays, two of my English scholars have the same prayer request during worship: that the weekend goes by slowly.