Anxiety

This morning was unusually chaotic and it set the tone for the rest of my day.

I read a post about childhood cancer and got into my own head.

I also put the finishing touches on a photo album I've been working on (trying to get one per year). Going through the photos reminded me how isolated and alone we were last year and I felt very triggered, if that's even the right word for it.

In my excitement for the short upcoming week, I thought back to different years Thanksgivings. In the past this was my absolute favorite week of the year. When we started treatment there were some incidents that happened right around Thanksgiving that kind of soured me on it. I don't feel like going through the posts to link back.

While I'm in a different space now, I'm still worried. Anxiety is anxiety, rational or otherwise.

My next appointment is scheduled for next week, purposely after Thanksgiving.