When the slight adjustments to my schedule weren’t enough to silence my anxious thoughts, I questioned whether this was my “new normal”? Were my carefree days over? Was I going to live a life of anxiety from here on out? I realized that I had reached the end of myself.
Fear is so sneaky. It’s like a really talented, conniving salesman. It convinces us something is undeniably true. Yet once we’ve bought in, we look at what we’ve “purchased” and we can see we’ve been duped.