I've been struggling a little this week with anxiety and panic.
Stu is a master at averting the panic and picks me up when I break down so we're ok. But I've decided I need therapy - the therapy of writing shit down. When I write stuff down I tend to write positive stuff (so that in itself is a cure) - though I have been known to over-indulge in the maudlin meanderings of my mind. So how's life going?
So how's life really going? Now that I have written down the positives - the negatives are fading fast. This therapy works wonders. But if I was to draw them out..
So - taking positive action...
* I've just been on a work call - the chap I was chatting to was in Belgium (I think). He asked where I am from as he said I sounded Australian! I think my Altrincham accent has been accosted by Welsh inflections. And finally - the things that make life wonderful - not in any particular order:
So - there it is - the wonderful things outweigh the shit! Therapy complete.
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