I suffer from anxiety. It hits me often. I have strategies that help me to deal to with it, and most of the time I'm okay. Sometimes, however, my mind takes over and turns minor trivialities into major incidents. This often happens at about 3am. I have a book by the side of my bed in which I write down what is making me anxious. The idea is that I can then forget about it and get back to sleep, knowing that I can address it in the morning.
Most of the time, by morning I realise that what has been making my heart race and my brain panic is fairly insignificant. (On one occasion I was prevented from sleeping by the thought that 'we haven't got enough bowls'.) Sometimes I do need to do something, but at least if I have written things down in a list, the issues are less insurmountable and I know I can work through them - just maybe not in the middle of the night.
In what may be related news, I am leaving my job at Plonk after five years (including the last sixteen months as a store manager). It is time for a new challenge and a different career, plus I want my weekends back and to work in a place with heating and cooling. The lovely folk at Knead Bakery gave me a farewell cake. It was very pretty and very tasty. I will miss their cheerful smiley faces (and their fantastic pastries and coffee!)
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