My research suggests John Jay wrote “To hope for the best and prepare for the worst, is a trite but a good maxim,” in 1813. So I will credit him to this quote knowing I … Continue reading Hope for the best and prepare for the worst
When a person I care about does something I don’t agree with, I become overly vocal. I force myself opinions on them so they know exactly why they are wrong. Not … Continue reading I’m Gonna Worry About Me
I lay in bed, my brain twisting with horrible thoughts. This weekend my husband takes two of our small children to a baseball game without me because I’ll stay home … Continue reading Nightmares While I’m Awake
I can go into public places without fearing something will happen to my children or me. This is tremendous progress. Yesterday I went into a clothing store alone. I thought … Continue reading I’m Okay. Why Do I Still Seek Therapy?
I sit at the public pool, it’s Ladies Night, and I’m surrounded by women I know. One of them is a school teacher who tells us about a body image … Continue reading My Aging Body Image
Several years ago, it became hard to go into public places without using the “buddy system.” I’m not exactly sure why this happened but I believe it stemmed from years … Continue reading Social Anxiety: Earning My “I Voted” Sticker
When we try to move beyond something that haunts or hurts us an overnight remedy is simply unrealistic. I know this to be true yet I still search for that … Continue reading Celebrating My Son’s Big Step with You
I am a 41-year-old mom with three children. I suffer from generalized anxiety disorder. My mother also suffers from anxiety, and she revealed to me that my grandfather was also … Continue reading Son, I’m Sorry I Gave This to You
The frustration inside of me bubbles to the surface with a sharp bite. My parents treat us differently. I know this because I have ears and eyes and use them … Continue reading Compared to My Siblings
Anxiety creeps in and doesn’t whisper sweet nothings into my ear. It screams at me, “You are weak! No way in hell can you do this! Quit! Go hide!” I … Continue reading Asking: Is Medication the Answer?
When there is a relatively calm week with nothing outside of the ordinary happening, I can easily handle a hiccup or two. Now, if you expect me to be able … Continue reading Juggling, Hiding, Saying No
A friend reaches out to invite me and my family to her house for a cook out this weekend. She mentions a few other friends that will be there that … Continue reading Anxiety: The Story Goes Round and Round