I’ve been pushed to the limit this week. Ive been suffering with severe anxiety and i’ve been pulling non-stop. Sometimes I would look down at the mounds of hair over my keyboard. And yet I overcame- and was rewarded with an opportunity and a feeling of purpose. While my story was still going to be aired on public radio I had the chance to host the entire newshow.
I felt so good about myself.. all that hard work finally paying off. Someone saw how much I wanted to improve. I told my parents and others about my to-be success.
I don’t know whats wrong with me. Why do I throw everything away all the time? Today was supposed to be a day full of accomplishments and firsts. Instead I cried my eyes out, ate a ton of food and slept the entire day.
How do people get over things like this? Its so difficult to have self-compassion when you are a real idiot.