When anxiety attacks
I woke up this morning feeling anxious. I took a day off from work because my mind just wasn't in a place to deal with all that comes with work. I didn't want to politely make conversation about what people did for Thanksgiving considering the fact that I did nothing. I hadn't slept well the night before and I am honestly just feeling really hopeless about everything. I am thankful for my blessings - a running car, a warm place to live, my cat, food to eat, good health, etc. I realized however that I am missing a piece of me. That is why I am longing for New York. I had so many outlets. I was lonely but never alone. When I read back some of my old blog entries I remembered why I left and said I would never move back but I need an outlet for my creativity. I might start trying to write again. I feel so uninspired and like my writing skills are rusty. This morning that familiar tight feeling in my gut gripped me. I made a cup of tea (I thought coffee might make it wor...