Moonbeams give way to the bolder light of morning; shades of fuschia, mauve, and coral brightening the shadowy landscape with the promise of a new day. Change is inevitable. Sometimes, we can see it peeking over the horizon and remain unsurprised. At other times,...
My voice, high and quiet, barely penetrated the good-humored discussion among my colleagues. Attempting to lead an activity, I was certain I noticed dismissive, bored glances from the other women. Their unspoken words, all a figment of my anxious imagination, left an...
Electricity surged from my arms into my fingertips like an overactive bug-zapper in the Florida Everglades. My body temperature seemed elevated–ears burning, cheeks hot while an invisible weight crushed my chest making it difficult to fill my lungs or breathe....
By my early-40’s I’d earned a few certificates and degrees, four children, two dogs–and the unenviable position of being diagnosed with several disorders. Anxiety. Depression. PTSD. PMDD. Even a penchant toward dissociation. As a young woman,...
Fear tracks my steps like a hunter. It knows my habits, weaknesses, and vulnerabilities. Fear launches arrows of trepidation and dread when I linger too long in the wasteland of what-if-outcomes and this-seems-impossible probability. [bbctt tweet=”Fear launches...
