The Bad Place

Right now I am in a really bad place, it seems like no matter what I do I am hearing that anxiety voice stronger than ever, I started writing as a way to help me heal and the voice is louder here than anywhere else. It’s given me a sort of writer’s block like no other, I have about four posts sitting in my draft folder right now waiting to be finished.

I don’t have the patience or the energy right now to do any of them, this voice is here at the moment telling me no matter how much I try that it will always win the fight, even as I decorate my house it keeps telling me that no matter what I do this house will always be the one I had two miscarriages in.

I understand that my anxiety is obviously threatened by my progress, threatened that I have a support group and others who understand, threatened by every action I take on the road to recovery because I might realise that I don’t need to listen to it anymore. The more I try to move on the louder this voice gets.

But I am at a stage where I just can’t shut it out anymore, everything I do to ease it just seems to make it worse, even now my hands begin to sweat and I begin to have that flutter across my chest. I don’t think I have the energy to deal with this right now.

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4 thoughts on “The Bad Place

  1. I’m sure you’ve heard many ideas about how to deal with anxiety, but if you’re anything like me none of them are particularly helpful when you’re in the middle of it. If writing doesn’t work as a distraction maybe try another activity – drawing, baking, singing, dancing? Fool your anxiety into thinking you don’t care.
    Look after yourself x

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