It is so easy today to become caught up in the very real worry and resulting anxiety surrounding the worldwide pandemic we are facing. It is the main topic on the news, on my social media feed, and is in the forefront of our minds in every interaction we have. Every little cough, or sneeze, or sniffle becomes suspect. Family gatherings, church services, even trips to the salon have to be avoided.
I thought I was handling the added stress effectively until one day when I realized I wasn’t. I never cry and found myself crying several times a week. I have always enjoyed nights of great sleep and then realized I was only getting 4 or 5 hours a night. I just couldn’t turn my brain off enough to relax and sleep. I worried. About everything. All the time. I didn’t feel like me anymore.
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