A series about anxiety. I had the privilege of visiting a Overeaters Anonymous (an offshoot of AA) group years ago. Tears were brought to my eyes as women and men bravely stood and boldly declared “My name is [name] and I am a overeater.” I was struck by the vulnerability and courage it took for … More Stand with me.
When I look back at my journey, the driving force behind my grief is control. So much happened to me in a fairly short time. Over the last 18 years I have grasped to control anything I possibly could. Jobs. My health. My reputation. My emotions. My friendships. I was pretty good at it. I … More Acceptance
Usually if I was at home, watching a movie, with Bryan-I would be okay. Not this time. None of my tricks were working. I was curled up in the fetal position. Sobbing. I had never felt so desperate. At the time, there was a popular worship song that had repeating lyrics that said “I, I, … More Anxiety