It’s fear that comes first for me. Recently I was looking over my calendar for February. Right there, written on the last Monday of the month- “mammogram at 8am.” I froze in my tracks. I’d forgotten all about the six month follow up. My mind quickly spiraled toward the worse case scenario. I had a terrible scare last time I...
Feeling guilty has been a huge challenge for me. For a long time, I didn’t know what to make of it. I just had this perpetual sense of “feeling bad” about everything and everyone. Like all the trouble in the world was somehow my fault. If I – would have done or could do something- differently, things would not be such a mess. I spent...
Last year, I ran into some problems. First, I’d gained about 25 pounds. My weight had crept up so gradually, I wasn’t aware of just how heavy I’d gotten until the doc looked at my chart. He said, “I hate to tell you this, but you’re up 25 pounds since I saw you last.” I argued with him, “I started working out...
