Living with anxiety

I can’t breathe. My heart’s pounding. I look up at my Fitbit and my heart rate looks like I am on the last sprint of my 5 Km run. But, I am sitting on my couch. Or bed. Or at a party. Watching a movie. With my friends. On a holiday. I want to cry….

Step Back

I have talked about depression¬† a lot of times.¬† I have talked about how it is to battle it day in and day out. The feelings one can’t explain and share (Julia Michaels puts it down accurately in “Anxiety”) . About how family and friends should help their loved ones dealing with it. Today, I…

The Silent One

Abuse. This word brings images of battered, bruised bodies. You think of physical abuse. You think of sexual abuse. It’s all over the place. Stories all over the news. Stories in our own lives. Somebody knows somebody who might have gone through it. But, rarely do you think of emotional abuse. There are no bruises…