Airpods in and hat shading my face, I walked along the sandy shores for 5 straight miles, unaware, for the most part, of the overcrowded beach to my left, the seaweed crunching under my sand-filled running shoes, and the salty waves ascending up the shore to my right. For an hour or so, I truly felt present.
Tag: anxiety
My Relationship With Relaxation
Relaxation is not my forte. Relaxation is foreign and unfamiliar. Relaxation is a stranger to me. I view relaxation as an ominous and intimidating beast. Ironic, I know, to associate the concept of relaxing, defined as “the state of being free from tension and anxiety,” as an experience that induces anxiety and fear. Don’t get…
She Needed Wide Open Spaces 