When my brain isn't my friend....
- thwtbd

- Jan 12, 2024
- 1 min read

This moring my brain has been killing my mental wellbeing with deaths by a thousand cuts and catastrophising. My son is on the cusp of secondary school, and he's struggling with that weird twilight world between childhood and becoming a teenager. It's almost like I know too much about poor mental health and where it can lead, and I end up projecting my mental frailties onto him. This morning I'd catastrophised so much that I came in from the school run and flopped, sobbing over a cup of tea. Thankfully, one of the things I've learned about anxiety after years and years of daily struggles, is that it passes, it changes, like the steel-grey skies of January, I know as least that these feelings won't last forever, and hopefully not beyond today.




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