Mental Health

The anxiety balloon has deflated…

About ten minutes before I had resolved to call Demande, I noticed that he had read my previous messages, and shortly thereafter he messaged me.  Little by little the giant anxiety balloon which had been filling up with air since last night slowly began to deflate.  Demande said his phone broke on the 15th, and he returned to Japan this morning only getting it fixed upon his return.  I’m not sure if I believe that story.  Nonetheless, he didn’t cancel our meeting, but he did change the time.  That’s fine, I guess.  It’s better than making me wait an hour for him at a coffee shop.  At least now I can wait at home and watch “A Series of Unfortunate Events”.  I’ve had some celery with peanut butter (a snack I actually like), and I drank some iced tea.  I’m feeling better.  My hands are no longer shaking (from anxiety).  I’m no longer on the verge of tears (from anxiety).  My heartbeat has somewhat normalized.  I think I can manage through the rest of the evening.  Sigh.  Anxiety is a real bitch.

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