I called the doctor and got some answers.
I admitted that I had anxiety over all of the Corona crap and also that I was worried in general because I was coughing. and she told me it was normal to be anxious about all of it. Also that I wasn’t the only one confused and anxious about it.
I learned today that there are few people to support me when I’m anxious or have ptsd symptoms, but I am grateful for that nurse, and my best friend Shar, tonight.
Shar is the only one who takes the time to actually listen and validate me without judgement, and talk to me with ways to feel better. For me, it is a gift in my life, and for that I will be forever grateful.
I’m going in for routine bloodwork tomorrow.
I’m sober and I’m grateful to not be afraid to speak my truth.
Even if it means admitting fear and the fact that I’m not perfect.
I know I don’t have to be. The effort in growing is the actual point of it all.
Have a good night.
J.Rounds. ©2020 ~Peaces of me