You are just bumping along in life.
You got home in great time from a wonderful visit with family.
Your kids actually take a shower without throwing a fit.
You get to cuddle and hold the cutest baby in the world.
The girls have a friend over and there is no arguing, no hurt feelings. There are more giggles than there has ever been in your house.
You are actually winning a game of Word With Friends with your mother-in-law.
Life is good.
The visitors go home.
Dinner is easy.
But Wham-o. Somewhere between visitors go home and dinner is easy, there is a nice FAT anxiety attack. Heart beating extra hard. Tightness in the chest. Desire to move fast. The whole shebang. For no good dumb reason. The clawing feeling of darkness. It’s there. It has stopped for a visit. Who knows how long.
So I get doing. Reading a fluff book. Putting together my thoughts (best I can) to write and get ready to go out on a run. Here’s hoping I can outrun this puppy.
Yes, there is medication, but it just barely works. And it makes you very tired. So, coping mechanisms it is.
Survive til you Thrive!