In past posts I’ve touched on my personal issues with anxiety and depression- It’s a serious thing and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. It’s a very lonely & heavy feeling. When someone is mean to someone who suffers from anxiety it could feel 10x’s worse than it would feel to someone who doesn’t. This morning this is what happened to me. I will not go into detail about the who’s and what’s that were involved, because even though this person was mean I don’t feel right blasting them. Any who… I drove to work this morning with tears running down my face and a heavy feeling in my chest. I spoke out loud… to who? spirit? The universe? God? I don’t know but I spoke in hopes that someone would hear my prayer. “Please take the pain away. I’m tired of feeling like this so often.” I try to fix myself up and take deep breaths because I’m approaching work, but the tears won’t stop. What I wouldn’t give to just be able to call in sick and go home and sleep the day away. I sit in the parking structure and flip the visor and look at myself in the mirror. It was like I was staring at a stranger that I wanted to help- I love myself enough to know that I deserve happiness. I spoke to my reflection just repeating “You are strong and have 3 beautiful kids. It’s enough! You are blessed! You’re a great mother and your kids love you very much” It lifted my spirits a little just to count my blessings. I’m still feeling a little “zombie-ish” but nothing compared to earlier. I guess I just share this post to let anyone else out there going through a hard time know that you are not alone. Look at the good you have in your life it really does help to focus on the positive.