When my Apple Watch tells me to breathe, I always hit snooze or ignore it. Who has time to breathe these days?! If I take a whole minute for deep breathing, that’s one less minute I can use to worry about my life. apple.com As crazy as it sounds, that’s pretty much what happens. In … Continue reading B for Breathing
Sometimes I pretend to eat my daughter’s cheeks. Her perfect rosy plump cheeks that have been passed down through my mom’s side of the family. She always giggles and pretends to want me to stop, but I tell her she’s just “too sweet!”. Today she got me with my own tactic and starting attacking me … Continue reading Chocolate
Everyone's worries are different. I know for me, worry can quickly become anxiety when I start thinking unreasonably about things. "When is that presentation due?" becomes "I don't have much time" becomes "There's no way I'll finish this!" When I feel those types of thoughts getting out of control (I'm told it's called catastrophizing), I … Continue reading Worry
"First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a … Continue reading Don’t Wait
