The Problem

As long as I can remember I go through periods – daily, weekly – where I feel horribly “off”. I’m bored, irritable, anxious, sad, empty, obsessed and about a hundred other negative adjectives I could use to describe how I feel. Over the years I have been diagnosed with PTSD, anxiety disorder, ADHD, depression, OCD, and “mild” bipolar disorder. LOL, all the "Ds."

I recently decided to stop trying to figure out the “why” and even the “what” of my problems and figure out the “how” to feel better no matter what the cause.

Being a minimalist at heart, I boiled all of the symptoms down to their common denominator – which is – I get stuck in my head. At some point, and I don’t even realize it happening, I start to live in my own thoughts and lose touch with the regular world around me. Not like I’m hallucinating or to the point that anyone would notice – I just live in my head. Spending as much time alone as I do makes this easy. I drive around by myself, live alone, spend much of my free time alone.

So, I decided that instead of Googling what to do about anxiety, reading endless self-help books, looking for the right counselor, etc. – I would just accept that I'm feeling a bit "off" and simply move forward anyway. And guess what? Not trying to figure out why I was so worried, cut the worry way down. go figure.