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“Nice blue outfit, lady”. The voice is coming from behind me, it sounds like a menacing Michael Jackson. It’s Spongebob Squarepants. Almost.
anxiety management
I got two tattoos in the same month. That's normal, right?
anxiety
I was on the swim team in middle school. I conquered my car sickness reading books like Karleen Koen's Through a Glass Darkly on the half hour drive from the east side of Providence, where I lived, to practice in Barrington. That was about all I accomplished.
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My shrink reminds me to take the clonazepam he’s prescribed to help during times like this. I nod and say, “Sounds great,” but I don’t plan on doing it. Why do anything that helps?
anxiety
This is the first time I haven't weirded all over myself in public. Here's hoping it won't be the last.
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Turns out there is no magic pill. I guess...I'm the magic pill? THAT IS A TERRIBLE REVELATION.
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“It’s not that I want to kill myself,” I said to my therapist after 3 months. “It’s that I keep thinking how surprised everyone will be when I do.”
anxiety management
There is a stupid stigma around mental health stuff, and nobody talks about it (which is partly why I try and talk about it with everyone and anyone I know, like, all the time). Having anxiety or depression is nothing to be ashamed of.
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anxiety management
I've had enough panic attacks to fuel a dozen Woody Allen movies. Here are my tips on how to deal.
anxiety management
People are always like, "Hey Lesley, how are you so effortlessly chill all the time?" and I'm all, "TEA, MAN!" Actually that is a total lie: no one ever asks me that.