Even if you don’t want to. Even if you don’t have the time. Force yourself, you will probably have to, but do it. You can, and will, come up with a million reasons not to, but ignore all of that and slow down. Sit with your breath. By doing this you have just taken back control of the downward spiral. It might feel small and weak and barely enough to keep you afloat but do it anyway. It’s a start.
I come from a family of readers. We’ve always had a lot of books at home and still do, though my mum did make us give away a big chuck of them a couple of years ago. Anyone who knows me, knows that I read a lot. I real a lot of nonfiction at the moment. I think last year I only read one fiction book the entire year which is kind of crazy, definitely want to read more this year!
Almost everyone who I’ve talked to about anxiety, therapists, counselors, my mum (my favorite person), have always told me, and keep telling me, to embrace the anxiety when it comes. Pretty much any book you read about anxiety will say this as well. For the longest time I didn’t understand what they were saying. Why did I need to let it in? I disliked my anxiety. I wanted it to go away. It made me feel sick, unsafe, scared.