I have been managing my anxiety for years now and sometimes I still lose control.

I used to beat myself up. If I messed up, I'd call myself names. I'd have deep regrets for things I didn't do. That changed with a question.

We live our lives doing the best we can, seeking love and acceptance, finding guidance and direction. Fear divides us.

I want to be heard. When I am listened to, I feel heard. When I feel heard, I feel more present. When I'm present, I more fully participate.

Life is full of opposites. The only consistent non-changing aspect is my inner light, my inner spark, my inner fire.

My greatest pivotal moment came when I viewed myself as a pupil of life rather than a victim. I still struggle with it but I'm learning.

A black marker mars my sight. How am I supposed to see my way through this murky world? I’m not ready to welcome it in.

At that moment I could finally feel it and I realized I would never, alone, fill that bottomless hole inside me. A visualization helped.