I’ve finally come to terms with the possibility that I have some form of anxiety. The past month had been the busiest I’ve had all year because of school and work. I’ve had four days in school in a week, while I did five days of work. Woke up at 5:30 a.m. on school days, and some days coming home at 9 p.m. because work was a bit busy. A day off did not exist in my September calendar.
I got behind my readings because I tried to hustle some shifts. BAD IDEA.
Last week, I’ve had the worst symptoms… if that’s what they were. Random headaches for no reason, muscle tension especially in my back, and waking up at least twice in the middle of the night. The heart palpitations scared me the most, but yoga-breathing helped a lot.
I went to see a regular doctor to make sure my body was otherwise performing fine… and of course, I was again told, “don’t worry too much, you are fine.” And he showed me my test results to prove it. Apparently I am “perfectly healthy.” YEAH, RIGHT.
So… yeah, I may have anxiety.
I took an unscheduled day off last friday to just get myself together and relax. I felt about 80% better. I’m going to an appointment this week to actually get all this sorted out. Make it official. Denial isn’t going to help me in the long run.