I wish I could say that I feel SO MUCH BETTER since writing my last post about our flea sitch but that would be a lie. The truth is, I haven't felt this anxious in a loooooong time. Sometimes I'm fine. Other times I'm on the verge of tears. The reality is nothing in my life is that bad. Aslan has fleas. BIG DEAL. Nothing is life-threatening. My house hasn't burned down. My husband hasn't left me. Aslan has fleas. That's it.
But that's anxiety for you: making tiny things seem like the apocalypse since the beginning of time! I've been going to therapy twice a week to help battle my mind. Yesterday, my therapist suggested I write down some facts that I can rely on when my anxiety/OCD rages out of control. So, I thought, why not write them here? For all to see! Because maybe, just maybe, this might be helpful for you if you're going through something similar.