** Update: this was written in 2015. Re-reading this makes me realize how far I’ve come since then. I’ve finally adjusted to motherhood and my life feels ‘normal’ again. I talk with a therapist as often as I can (I find talk therapy helps me more than medication) and I’ve switched medications a few times. I’ve also been diagnosed with General Anxiety Disorder. But I feel SO. MUCH. BETTER. **
I never wanted to be a Mother.
Self-care. You hear a lot about it, but what is it, really?
Self-care is an all-encompassing term that describes measures we can take to improve our mental, emotional and physical health. Think of it as preventative medicine: it’s like a vitamin we take in the form of… anything that benefits our health. (Hah, just call me Webster’s Dictionary over here).
Today, I flew out at the ungodly hour of 4 a.m. to meet up with some of my very best friends in the whole wide world. I haven’t been on a plane since E. was born.
Turns out, I’m not the best solo flyer. (Shocker, right?)
Here are the ten thoughts you have when flying with anxiety (aka, next time I’m bringing Ativan):