And because I’m dangerously over-organised, let’s do it as a list:
- It wasn’t obvious to me that I even had anxiety, despite being constantly anxious forever.
- My first instinct was to hide it, repress it, and pretend everything was okay… but that just made it all worse.
- Lastly, actually trying to solve it turned out to be a very complex problem. I had to accept that there was no magic wand… but to remain determined to continue trying, and trust I would get to the end eventually.
These three points don’t sound like a lot of insight for three whole blogposts. I don’t even need my inner critic to tell me that.
Inner critic: That’s no problem, I have plenty of other criticisms. For example, do you remember that time you called your teacher “Mum” in primary school?! You’re a genuine one-man cringe industry.
Not now, inner critic, thanks.