Apologies for not posting on #FeelWhateverYouWantThursday (lol) yesterday — turns out spending 7 hours in airports traveling to Oregon can put a little damper on my creativity 🌲
Earlier this week in a meeting my boss — as she so often does — managed to unknowingly and casually say exactly what I needed to hear exactly when I needed to hear it: “Remember that you always have a place at the table.” For me, of the most crippling parts of having anxiety is the inability to communicate exactly what I’m thinking or feeling, and why. Huge emphasis on the ‘why.’ Why do I get anxiety at work when I LOVE my job & funny colleagues? Why do I get anxiety at home when I have a cozy bedroom & a caring flat mate? And in the midst of all that why comes along the message that I don’t belong. I’ve been in situations in the past where I really truly did NOT belong, and I guess it’s hard not to carry that on my shoulders for as long as it’ll let me. This week was a lot of convincing myself to — quite frankly — let that s**t go. Easier said than done though, right?