20 August 2009
i borrowed this idea from nechtan,(hope you dont mind!). on one of the many trips to kings college, i took my camera. i have heard this technique before, your concentrating on something else i.e taking pictures, so the anxiety lessens. just opposite the hospital is a street, above, whilst sitting in the traffic i noticed the name. enlarge the picture to see the name. sweet isnt it.
the last couple of days ive been a little more busy than usual. and i havent felt as tired. im sure the medication im on is helping. the doc said that i should feel better in two months, well its been three now, and im starting to see a very slow improvement. ok, i cant skip down the street, but i can at least go downstairs a few times a day, and go out in the car. and its strange too, that all the years ive suffered with anxiety and tried to conquer it, i seem to bounce back to where i began. in the end i didnt want to tackle it. with a physical condition, im determined to get over it. i wonder why that is? the only reason i can come up with is, anxiety is an illusion, an imposter, we are fighting against ourselves. we get into a trap that seems impossible to get out of. with a physical condition, we can slowly see improvement, through tablets, gentle exercise, good food, (without a doubt ive been able to speak more openly about my condition, then i ever had about anxiety). i must think a little more on this one, as there may lay an answer.