Here I go again. I am anxious about posting this about Anxiety...exactly what this thread was started for. I still am - so I don't seem to have made much progress do I? You can tell when my anxiety is getting high as I seem to post stuff in all the Social places, being light-hearted when I am not!I am too anxious to post in Anxiety you see - how's that for craziness? I wonder what you will think of me? I wonder if the post will remain unanswered - I became afraid that it will remain unanswered, then I will feel worse! I get paranoid and over-think what I will write - what if it's not OK. not good enough? What if it sounds crazy, too crazy to answer or even take seriously.The excessive heat here is getting me down..seriously down. It's affecting my morale something dramatic - I just can't bear it any longer. There is no relief. It's not just physical discomfort - it's like being slowly tortured - being in a hot oven prison I can't escape from. things we love are dying..plants, animals, birds...our very life-force and energy. It's like dying of thirst in a desert. It makes me ill. No one understands.I have things and people who are beautiful. They are beautiful enough to make me "happy". You know what I usually feel when I see how lucky I am to have them - my gorgeous grand children, my family, my friends? I feel sad and scared. Scared that something will happen to them. Or they will stop liking me.The children are so innocent - pain awaits them as they grow older. I cannot prevent pain and bad things happening to them these innocent babies.The more beautiful things and people are in my life...the greater the pain of losing them. The possibility is always there. Perhaps best to have nothing we love, nothing we value, then we can't have the pain of losing it!
