I feel better! I have to put my card-making supplies away and get Kathleen up.
How I’m doing is, everything I have to. I try not to think about it, because falling apart, even briefly, wouldn’t do anything but make my nose run (and upset Frank).
While I was looking at thank you cards, I saw the blank cards you send periodically, and was sorely tempted...until I saw the price. *gasp* I found something less expensive but also less appealing...
Sometimes, we just do what we need to do because it’s what needs to be done at the time. That may not make sense, but thinking about something that is scary has a tendency to induce fear, and when one is afraid, one is paralyzed, inside and out.
I was lucky because I grew up not knowing fear, so my approach to some things isn’t what people expect. On the other hand, CFIDS “modified” that lack of fear and turned it into anxiety and panic attacks which are totally alien to me and scary in themselves.