Confessions of an Anxious Mortician

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GAD Girl Insights

Rave At Close Of Day… Rage!

Ok, so. It’s the 7th of August 2023. I’m getting ready to turn 45. And by ready, I mean that I am fighting against the dying of the light. I never thought I would make it past 24. So, like… what?? I’m 45. FORTY-FIVE!! “Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn […]

My Mister, My Balance.

Every day I find another reason to love my Mister. Today was a rough GAD day. It really started last night with the onset of chainsaw noise at 9:00pm. It continued until 1:30am. Four and a half hours of men yelling at each other and cutting down a very tall tree damaged by the wind. […]

What If My Dream Actually Comes True?

First of all, you know what is some major bullshit? Buying a new PC laptop and NOT getting Microsoft Word for free. I mean, come on! What the actual hell. Gahhh. That aside… Helllooooo! Long time, no chat. How you doin’? I’m good, thanks for asking. It’s been about 3 1/2 weeks since we last […]

Scratching The Darkness Humor Itch.

I read articles about anxiety disorders at least three times a week. Part of me still feels a need to have my GAD validated, part of me desires the hints and tips for coping, and the part of me wants to know that the all of me isn’t alone. Some of the articles are serious […]

One Giant Step For GAD Girl

I am so proud of myself! It may seem like small potatoes to you, but to me, it’s a big giant pumpkin of greatness. In the last few days, several emotional, mental, and physical curve balls have been thrown my way, and instead of shutting down or freaking out, I’ve totally handled it like a […]

Dreaming With My Eyes Closed But I Can See

Let’s talk about dreams for a moment, shall we? Not life dreams, happy night dreams, or daydreams. We’re talking about anxiety-ridden dreams. The type of dreams that fuck you up in the head while you sleep, and then follow you around for the day. Now, for the average person, these don’t happen often. Unpleasant dreams […]

Welcome To My Anxious Brain

I had my first panic attack when I was 3-years-old. Yup, you read that right. I was preparing to perform in my first dance recital; I turned to my mother, proclaimed, “I’m so excited!” and then barfed. At the time we thought it was just happy nervous nerves, but looking back, it was a total […]