Another early morning (for me) waking up from another anxiety dream, and my heart is racing. I am trying to breathe, trying to make space - but it is so hard to do so when it feels that the source of my troubles haunts me no matter what.
My only true effective coping mechanism has been to go back into denial and retreat into the delusion I do not need to do anything but eat, sleep and entertain myself. Obviously, being in the process of breaking that cycle - I really cannot afford to go back there. But I just feel like I cannot catch a break with this crap.
I don’t have the answers for myself. I don’t have any innate self-confidence that I can aim inwards to tell myself I can get through this. I’ve always ran from confronting my shortcomings, especially when it came to developing professional workplace skills.
I feel so helpless while feeling like I am under constant siege.