Thinking about everything I need to do on a daily basis makes me anxious. I’ve got to do this, I’ve got to do that. I’ve got to be there, I got to get this done. I must do all of these things or I WILL DIE! That’s what my brain tells me anyways, my brain tells me that I need to do all of these fucking things or i am not good enough. Negative thoughts flood my subconscious until I am crying and overwhelmed, and full of shame and guilt.
The fact that I have a house to keep clean makes me anxious.
Keeping up with all of life’s challenges is really… challenging.
I am a mother, I am a wife, I am a student, I am a friend, a sister, a daughter, a volunteer, a housekeeper, a cook, and i am a healer.
I worry so much about what I need to do on a day-to-day that I forget to think about myself.
On top of everything that makes me anxious, I have two beautiful people to think about as well. I often find myself thinking about how my mental health effects them and it makes me feel just awful.
I am in control. I am in control. I am in control. I am in control. I am in control. I am in control. I an im control. I am in control.
My brain is a mess, and my life kind of is too, but we deal.
Draft from February 2016, with a photo of mine from that time as well. I am just loving my forgotten drafts these days.