Counseling | How to Manage Darker Days

This is part one of a series on how I manage my anxiety. Read the introductory post here

I remember his office. He had a beautiful wooden shelf covering the left wall and a sunken couch with pillows to hide behind. Every visit, he asked me to grade my relationships with my four parents. He was kind and asked the right amount of questions.

If I think harder, I can remember even earlier, at the age of 7, speaking to a woman in a playroom. I remember the color yellow. I can’t recall her voice, but I remember answering questions while playing with plastic toys.  Continue reading “Counseling | How to Manage Darker Days”

90 Minutes in the Life: an Anxiety Attack

I launched my blog day before last.

Then yesterday, I regretted it.

It started innocuously enough. I realized I had no photos of myself that were decent and from the last 12 months. I need photos of myself for a blog, apparently. So I taught the boyfriend about aperture and angles, handed him my Canon Rebel Xsi, and found some natural lighting. He’s a quick learner, and easily makes me smile, so it was a painless process. Until he showed me the pictures. Continue reading “90 Minutes in the Life: an Anxiety Attack”