I never realized how much my need for planning was intertwined with my anxiety. Since I started taking Zoloft a couple of months ago, I’ve been a lot more adaptable.

I used to plan for every eventuality. It gave me comfort to plan for the worst. If I had a plan for the worst, then I could handle anything that came my way. I was able to relax in the moment because there was always a plan.

Now that my anxiety is under better control, I’m finding that I don’t need to plan as much. I am much more capable in the moment, even when the moment is chaotic.

Currently, as I write this, I am getting new flooring downstairs. It was scheduled in a few weeks, but they called last night and had a cancellation for today. I’m also dealing with a poor dog suffering from diarrhea because he takes after the rest of the human family and has a sensitive tummy. Charlie tried out a new food that obviously is not going to work. We are all sequestered upstairs with my dog alternating between pooing everywhere and barking at the workers. I am grateful for my medicine!

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