emotions
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Perseverating takes the mind places it never thought it could go. Just like my one client of over two years. This is easily her brain’s favorite pastime. Some anxiety-provoking thought will cross her mind, and her consciousness latches onto it. Only for it never to be let go. She and I refer to this as
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The phrase of week coined by my therapist. With all that is happening around me, those words are that much more important. Unfortunately, following a slew of anxiety-provoking events, I find myself clamming up. It’s been consistently growing more difficult to remain vulnerable around others. I really want to stay to myself. However, I know
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Without disclosing too much, I’m dealing with a situation at work that’s ramping up my anxiety. It’s been dragging for somewhere between 2 and 3 weeks. The best part? Nobody had any information about what’s going on. I don’t know what I’m being accused of. I don’t know what my job is investigating. They haven’t
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Everyone around me has been getting sick and not with the same ailments. It started with a few clients complaining about a stomach bug that hit them hard. Throwing up, sharp stomach pain, and fatigue that lasted for 3-5 days. Ew. Friends of mine getting hit with an upper respiratory virus that lingered for weeks.
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I never did well with change. Most humans don’t. We are creatures of habit. Knowing provides us with the illusion of control. However, this is totally unrealistic. I lay here in bed preparing for my fifth year as an adjunct psychology professor. You’d think by now that I’d be used to the routine, right? You
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This time of year brings up A LOT of feelings for people. Situations we avoided for the first eleven months of the year thrust themselves to the forefront. Every relative you don’t want to see you now feel obligated to visit. Those losses you experienced (usually a passing or separation) rear their ugly heads with
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I definitely lucked out when it came to the two stepchildren I inherited. They are both fantastic kids my seventeen-year-old stepdaughter and seven-year-old stepson. However, them occasionally challenging me comes with the territory of being their fatherly figure. The little guy definitely likes to push my buttons from time to time. One he unintentionally presses


