It’s getting harder to wake up each morning, yet I continue to do so for my children more than anything. They’re almost all grown. Nowhere near ready to tackle life entirely on their own quite yet. I’m growing more hopeless and tired of struggling all the time. Every day. Every single day. Why is it so hard to get by in this world? Is it because I just can’t conform
Yes, yes it is! Amidst all the other changes currently in process, I have opted to also throw in therapy. Year of change it is! I’m hopeful that 2012 essentially marks the beginning of my new life as a whole being. This isn’t my first go at therapy. I have been in and out, here and there, dabbling in various methodologies and modalities since I was about 12 years old.
My kids are back to school. I’m back to school. As a workaround to my anxiety issues I opted to run like hell from the local community college I’ve been earning credits at over the years and give American Public University a go. So far, so good. Didn’t lose ANY credits, either — which is SWEET! Feeling a little better after taking the time to direct some anger where it
Medication, that is. Updating on the struggles of my communications course, it ended up just being too much of a trigger for me at this point and as a result I dropped it. I was really trying to push myself, but the culture activity sort of sent me off on a whirlwind of emotional strife. I had a bit of a breakdown, spent nearly two weeks straight at peak anxiety