I’m sitting here in my new apartment, watching the storm outside. It’s a little lonely, but I’m starting to feel better than I did an hour ago.
It’s been my first proper evening and soon to be night at the apartment. Alex has been over a lot and I was out of town on Saturday night. Today though, I’ve been on my own since about 3.
These couple of weeks are going to be difficult, but I think that I’m going to be okay. An hour ago my anxiety was sky high. But, I cried a little bit and then looked up some advice online. Now I’m better. I’m still a little unsettled but there’s a calm that has replaced the anxiety for the most part.
It’s really hard for me to grasp the fact that these things do pass. That it’s not going to feel like this forever. Someone told me not too long ago that part of anxiety is stressing over ‘anticipated feelings.’ I’ve been trying hard today to not be anxious just because I think I would (or should) be.
I feel like these next two weeks are going to be an opportunity to really get to know myself.
I’ll post more about that later. Need to get something to eat.
Love to all.
