When Your Heart Grieves for What Might Have Been
The man at the park glared at me, his expression communicating judgement. What kind of parent are you? Do something about your son’s behavior. Bending low to speak with his granddaughter face to face, he said, “You’re a good girl. You never behave like that little boy.” Tempted to shout something in my preschooler’s defense, […]
Six Lies We Believe About Anxiety
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...
Three Truths About Anxiety
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....