Overcoming anxiety is baby steps and compromise. After my whole panic attack last night, I was trying to slowly work myself up to reply to three classmates.

I was given a reminder this morning from two sources. One came from a comment and the other came from a baby that I was looking after this morning. The baby was crying and I tried everything to calm her down.

I whispered words of encouragement that this was only temporary. She wouldn't remember this particular moment of pain as her mom would come back, the pain would leave and joy would overcome the child at the sight of her mother.

I sat at my desk ten minutes ago, typing out replies to my classmates. Trying not to over think everything, I posted the comments once I reread them twice (not staring at them until I hated the comments I wrote or staring at them before throwing up, I've been having that kind of day...) and thought that they were good enough.

Right as I hit post reply, I fell out of my desk chair as the relief of getting it down hit me.

Normally I post three replies, but I knew I couldn't because of how bad I was last night, though I did manage to write two replies and that is the minimum amount that is required for the participation points.

Even though I didn't do as many as I have done in the past, I used baby steps to build up the courage to write the replies and compromise when I realized I wouldn't make it to three.

I know I can do anything and can overcome everything, but at times, I feel like I need more than reassurances. What I need is for this week to be over, go up north for the week on Sunday, and to continue on writing and singing as those two things have been helping me in the last month of school.

Thank you for reading. I really hope this helps someone as it has really helped me!

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: August 5, 2018.