A weekend away is so stressful

This weekend was meant to be a lovely weekend, it was on the surface.

Beautiful hotel, my amazing husband lovely food (well to look at I couldn’t eat it) private hot tubs, boat rides it couldn’t have been anymore perfect apart from the cloud that hangs over me.

the panic and worry was so bad I’m worn out. its triggered a flare up of my fibro and i.e. I’ve dragged myself to work everyday but spent the afternoon in bed/ looking up treatments to help me improve and dreaming of the life I used to live wen I was slightly anxious. Anxiety just takes over it controls your thoughts, your movements, even while I’m dreaming I’m dreaming of it. my monster that lives with me.

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