It took me an hour to just leave my home,  my sanctuary,  my little peace of heaven yesterday. 

I had to though. I needed my medicine.  

But that's not the point here.  

The fact is,  it has NEVER that I can recall. In  my now fogged filled, anxiety shaken, at times depressed, OCD, panic attacked,  PTSD brain. 

I wasn't willing to leave my warm nest. My safety net. Get in my car, drive,  handle people,  see them,  interact with them. 

I truly felt like the picture above. 

Defeated. Wind knocked out of me. White flag waving!  

The thought of going somewhere alone,  just at that moment, made me uneasy. 

I finally calmed myself,  somehow; because I made it to the store @ some point.

Retrieved my medication and some make up. 

That was a gift to myself for over coming the anxiety. 

I refuse to let it run my life. 

Take over a few days, maybe it can happen. 

I'm human, & realistic. I'm not Xena the Warrior Princess!

If and when I need to rest & recharge ; I have no shame. I do so. 

It has been such an adjustment over this past year...

But life goes on and I, we will continue to make our through. 

The Power of Prayer