Anxiety sucks. While my own anxiety is a far cry less now than what it used to be in the past, it still crops up, especially when I'm in pronounced liminal spaces in my life.
Not knowing what the future holds can be stressful. It can have us falling back on all our old patterns and habits of trying to control and direct. Of demanding absolutes and wanting answers now. Of not allowing space for ourselves, others, or situations to unfold in a more natural order and pace.
The idea(l)s of never demanding, expecting, or assuming can feel impossible. We humans like to think in absolutes and having complex trauma running through our being only makes this more so. We want order. We want logic. And we want our own way to be The Way.
But life is chaotic. And illogical. And there are so many more ways and paths than the one we think we want.
There are only two guarantees in this life :
Change is inevitable. Including endings, beginnings, and all that lives between.
We are all going to die someday. (Se…
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