Three months since my last really bad day. Not saying it's perfect, but progress is progress.
The quiet moments are the hardest. When there's nothing to distract from the thoughts.
Anxiety brain convinced me everyone hates me today. Logically I know it's not true, but try telling that to my nervous system.
Anxiety brain convinced me everyone hates me today. Logically I know it's not true, but try telling that to my nervous system.
Found something that helps: naming five things I can see when the spiral starts. Doesn't fix everything, but creates a pause.