When anxieties attack
Without getting into all the details, last night I had sort of a breakdown. A handful of different anxieties were coming together, and bam! My composure, which had already been slowly crumbling on the Metro, fell apart, and I barely made it out of the station and into the car before I just started bawling in front of Thom, who came to pick me up. I couldn’t explain why I had such an intense reaction to my issues, which taken individually are actually rather benign and manageable. I guess I had been turning them all over in my head all day and this was how my system decided to deal with it. A big ol’ cry. Thom helped me talk things through, for which I’m grateful. I’m much better now.