2021 and Done
It’s the time of year when I take some time to reflect and reframe the next 365! (and it's slowly becoming the only time I tend to blog these days...) I re-read last year’s reflection and it made me feel a bit defeated. I really did think my anxious days were over but 2021 came along and gave me a rude awakening. While I still do believe that mom-guilt and facebook were big contributors to my anxiety, I’ve since realized I gave them a bit too much credit. It turns out I was so content and happy in 2020 because I was living in my nice cozy bubble and no one expected me to go anywhere or do anything with other people. So there it is folks, the rest of my anxiety pie chart is filled with social & health anxiety. Last year I framed 2021 in discomfort, to my own peril (which I knew would happen). I thought I would spend the year in discomfort working on reconnecting my marriage and doing second-adoption things, but mostly I spent the year dragging my feet to a lot of socia...