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Feelings of dissociation can be terrifying. On top of the already horrific acute, prolonged panic symptoms I was suffering, in an out-of-body utter state of confusion, I looked at my husband and asked, “Are you going to have me committed?” Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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We’ve all had to make that dreaded call to customer service to report an issue. Something has gone wrong, so you’re already ticked off, but you do your best to proceed politely. Or, at least, I do. Most times, the issue is resolved quickly and with minimal upset. But then there’s that one frustrating experience where nothing goes right, and the resolutions are unacceptable, which triggers so much anxiety that you feel you’ll either explode or simply shut down. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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Growing up, I left the room when my parents turned on the nightly news. I had no interest. Besides, it was all bad news, or so it seemed: wars, fires, shootings, murders, robberies, injustices, bickering politicians, and so on. No, thank you. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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Nobody likes cleaning. Wait. That’s not right, because I’ve known people who enjoy cleaning as it provides a sense of accomplishment or something else I can’t comprehend. Not me. I hate cleaning. Especially the big jobs. They give me anxiety. Of course, I procrastinate, the job gets bigger, and my anxiety increases. So I procrastinate some more. And again and again. A circle of procrastination and anxiety that eventually must be tackled. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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I sleep a lot. I always have. From a certain point of view, I’m lucky that I can sleep, but it’s rarely enough. This was worse when I had young children to look after, plus a house, a spouse, and a full-time job that had me up nights resolving issues. Like so many working people worldwide, my remedy to combat sleepiness and fatigue was to guzzle coffee. But I’m retired now, a young retiree at 57. I had hoped to be full of energy without the burden of full-time work. I thought once I retired and got ample regulated sleep, that the feeling of sleepiness would go away. It hasn’t. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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I’ve written many blogs this past year about my struggles late last summer with weeks of acute panic and anxiety that left me traumatized. I attended weekly therapy and worked hard for almost a year to get to a point where I could finally revisit the place where the worst of the trauma occurred, which I did, successfully. With that said, I’m wondering if therapy still makes sense for me. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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Nobody is perfect. Another way of saying that is: everybody makes mistakes. They’re an opportunity for growth—something about failing forward, or, without mistakes, there is no progress, and so on. Some people take their mistakes in stride, learning the lessons and moving forward, seemingly unconcerned. As for me, whenever I make or may make a mistake, I deal with anxiety bombs of varying sizes that go off inside me, rendering me twitchy, edgy, and generally a mess. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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For almost a year, I have been going to therapy to work through the trauma associated with the debilitating episodes of acute panic and anxiety I suffered late summer of 2021. In recent weeks, I have been practicing my anxiety-mitigation strategies and testing my resilience to anxiety triggers in preparation for a return to the location where the apex of the episodes occurred. With extreme gratitude, I’m happy to say that revisiting the place was a tremendous success. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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Trigger warning: This post involves a frank discussion of suicide and intrusive thoughts.
I’ve considered suicide in the past, several years ago. More recently, I’ve had disturbing intrusive thoughts. Having experienced—and survived—both, I know how intrusive thoughts can easily bleed into thoughts of suicide. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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On August 10th, 2022, I wrote about how I reached a milestone in my trauma recovery, specifically, how I managed through a potentially high-triggering event without incident. The most significant milestone comes this weekend when I return to where the worst part of the trauma occurred. I’m trying to be proactive in my preparations by taking stock of the panic- and anxiety-mitigation tools I have at my disposal. Continue reading on HealthyPlace.com.
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Cascading Insights 