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Maaaaaybe

It's starting.  My anxiety is at peak.  Maybe the new season, which leads us into the end of the year chaos which I love, yet initially I feel slight panic.  It passes but I've noticed the last few years this happens.

Maybe because we're getting married in a week and while we're so excited and we're prepared, mentally and logistically, it's less than a week!  So much done!  So much to do!  We're getting married!  Eek!

Maybe because Pepper is winding down.  She's still okay; she's eating and not in blatant discomfort.  But she's a 14 year old lab with muscular atrophy and a couple bumps we need to get checked out.  Her spirit is strong and present but she's also tired and more feeble.   We're seesawing a terribly difficult situation and trying to navigate as thoughtfully as we can.   I think our hope and prayer is to get through the wedding and hopefully the holidays before thinking further.

Maybe because the state of our country is in shambles and disparity.  The news outlets I trust are limited and slaughtering my journalistic heart.  People have done lost their minds with extremist logic or lack thereof and I'm literally finding myself daily cocking my head to the side going "wait what??"  It's madness.

I always try to remind myself with anxiety and lower moments in states of escalation, things have a way of swinging up again.  I tend to practice better self care and listen to my instinct for feeling better.  I try to get steady workouts in and hit my water goals.  Gratitude also helps simmer uncomfortable feelings and peace will come.  It's all good.  Without BS we wouldn't value sunshine as much.

How do you like to cope with anxiety?

mkh

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