I don't miss the avalanche of thoughts that wouldn't let me sleep at night. I do miss the intens ity and creativity I wrote with at my most anxious. Out of the fear, anger and sadness came my some best writing.
Spoke twice today with a person who I thought I was irritating. Was trying to stay out of their way. I think the conversation went ok, but that nagging anxious voice is analysing again. It looks for hidden context in what others say.
Having reached a state of lower anxiety. I can see it was an ingrained way of thinking. My thoughts have switched, they are lighter more humorous and hopeful. Gone are the dwelling deeply introspective 24/7 broken record of thoughts.
There are a few things about coronavirus I like
phone appointments with doctors for meds
got my new glasses on line.
No hour waits in the doctors surgery.
No in your face tryiing on of glasses with the specsavers consulrant.