Tootin’ My Own Horn

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Toot toot!

I’m not one to usually toot my own horn, but I feel compelled to do so.

Not only did I drive my daughter to dance tonight, but I picked her up too!

Holy moly guacamole!

Now, for all of you who do not have an issue with anxiety and/or panic, you must be thinking that I have completely lost my mind andΒ you may not understand why this is a big deal. Β I get it.

But, to those of you who know anxiety, know panic, you will know this is a massive accomplishment!

Woo hoo!

I haven’t done that, by myself, in about two months. Β Seriously.

I told you this was a BIG DEAL!!!

I’m not going to lie. Β It was hard. Β I was scanning, scanning, scanning my body for any signs of anxiety (which of course, we know can actually cause more anxiety! Go figure!). My heart was racing, my mind was looping around like a hamster wheel and I had Taylor Swift blaring! Β Singing along whilst slightly hyperventilating! Β It was uncomfortably liberating!

So that’s it. Β My big accomplishment of the day.

Not too shabby if I do say so myself.

Toot toot!

 

Β© The Flip of the Switch, February 2016.

 

 

24 thoughts on “Tootin’ My Own Horn”

      1. Maybe. Or just make taking daughter to dance habit. But instead of going right home after she’s there- go get milk. Or eggs. It’s about adding on to what you already do- not changing your world overnight. But this is still awesome. Great job.

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