Did not feel particularly excited about end of year.
I prepared somewhat for celebrations.
I had nice days when we visited or were visited by friends.
I survived days of silence and questioning. Days of isolation too.
But it was a lot of energy being spent.
It was a difficult year and I am glad I found good help to overcome my anxiety as a perfectionist dad.
My anxiety takes over when I want to boardthat imaginary boat of happiness.
The one in which no matter what I do or achieve, it's never enough, because I think other people are doing much better.
Luckily two weeks of rest do the trick of making me feel OK
Having rested I feel a sense of relief, a sense of direction.
I feel I am ok.
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