Last night, I woke up with an anxious feeling in my stomach. My breaths became shallow and quick, and I felt that familiar feeling of physical anxiety creeping up.
How I Learned to Halt Physical Anxiety
Not all tears are evil: Learning to cry again
When I'm done crying, I blink out the tears, wipe my eyes, and move on feeling stronger instead of weaker.
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Do You Want to Be Healed?
I believe the danger in identifying with a mental disorder is that we can begin to embrace our thoughts as though they were not disordered--as thought they were a healthy, normal part of us that don't need to be challenged.
Little Did She Know 