Comments on: Breathe In. Remember To Breathe Out.

By: Jamie

Jamie — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 02:18:47 +0000

Hang in there. I worry about one thing a LOT consistently and that is money. We do “fine” but my husband works I swear 60 plus hours a week on building his business and I work part-time and sometimes it’s just exhausting! His business had a very slow week last week and it’s very stressful the up and down.

Sounds like you need a getaway, a break…take care of yourself first. I know it’s hard not to worry. I am a closet chronic worrier girl!

By: lori b

lori b — Sat, 10 Oct 2009 12:13:14 +0000

p.s. you have accomplished SOOOOO many things! OMG…from the girl i met in gym class to the woman you are today?!? !puh-leeeze! you should be very proud of yourself! you deserve the praise!!!!

i always wonder what it is that people feel like they have to “accomplish” or contribute to the world. isnt it enough to just BE and LIVE and if youre a good person, you already are contributing to the good of society?! family. happiness. love. friends. THAT is the most important “accomplishment” anybody can hope to achieve. if you have that; which you do, you ARE indeed very rich. in more important ways than paper.

By: lori b

lori b — Sat, 10 Oct 2009 12:03:09 +0000

hun….my cancer battle pales in comparison to my anxiety issues. which, by the way, i had long before cancer ever struck. however…obviously the cancer doesnt help the panic/anxiety. i would never say that nothing is wrong. always get medical follow up if you think something is wrong. HOWEVER….chances are…its just anxiety. but dont let that fool you either. anxiety is a major health issue. its not cancer; but it completely wreaks havoc on your body in other ways. call me anytime to discuss. im the queen bee of anxiety and panic disorder! and oh yeah…breathe out!

By: Alison

Alison — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 23:16:04 +0000

Sending you tons of love and hugs.

You are far from alone. I promise you that. We are all right there with you. Whenever you need, we are here.

By: Jenny

Jenny — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:21:49 +0000

Isn’t it crazy how we feel all alone in our worries and freak outs? I only wish moms/women would speak openly about it more often because it’s obviously something many of us deal with. I ready your post and felt as though I could have wrote it…right down to that between the rib part. This is my first time here, but it’s clear you are surrounded with loving and supportive friends and a wonderful family. Hugs to you!

By: MomZombie

MomZombie — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 03:45:08 +0000

I don’t know what I can add to all the comments you’ve already received except to say you are not alone. Some of it might be turning 40. Some of it is this horrible economy here in Michigan. The rest, only you can know. But you are not alone. We, too, are balancing on a teeny, tiny raft hoping a big wave doesn’t take us out before we get to shore. Take care of yourself in all ways and give credit to yourself for what you have accomplished.

By: Tara R.

Tara R. — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 02:58:32 +0000

I’m so sorry you’re feeling so lost. I wish for you some peace and happiness.If you need someone to talk to, you can call me anytime.

By: DoofMom

DoofMom — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 02:49:10 +0000

Like many others, I can so relate to this. I believe you have struck a major chord here with this one. The thing that gets me the most is that hubby can simply cruise on through without having even the smallest blip on his radar about our sucky, sucky finances. I’m over here screaming uncle and fielding calls from creditors, and he’s watching the friggin’ Lakers.

What-ev-er.

Sorry — this was supposed to be supportive to you. {{{hugs}}} What I meant to say is I get it. Looks like we’re all in this together.

By: Shannon

Shannon — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 21:39:07 +0000

Hi-I found your site today through LinkReferral. What a post…I am sure many moms can relate to this. In fact I know they can because I can personally and I know other moms as well. I think you are right in that anxiety leads to panic and it’s a viscious cycle. When my kids were very young (they are teens now) I was terrible about being obsessed about my health. It was awful but I think it’s just one variation of anxiety/depression. My doctor at the time (10+ years ago) gave me Celexa, it totally cured me. Last year, it re-appeared more in the form of traditional depression. Same issues, different way of showing it’s face. This time I tried acupuncture, wanting to avoid anti-depressants, and the acupuncture was amazing, it was like a miracle. I guess what I am rambling on about is, a.) don’t feel alone. I promise you are not. b.) there are ways to get some outside help-both with medication and without.

By: Loukia

Loukia — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 19:49:45 +0000

I just wanted you to know that I worry just as much as you, if not more. The worry I have consumes me, all the time. I worry about my kids and it’s not healthy at all. I wish I could be like other moms who don’t have these worries and fears but I can’t help it. I’m a constant worrier. When I am not worrying about my kids, I worry about myself and my health and I am too scared even to go to the doctors because if I don’t go, I can’t be diagnosed with anything, you know? I never used to have that fear, but now, I’m even too scared to go to the doctors. I can’t breathe, either, I have pains everywhere, I feel things I worry about, I have the night because that’s when I worry the most. And we have so much debt, it’s insane. And I have a terribly spending habit. I wish I could say something to help you but I can’t… because if I knew how to make all the worry go away, I would. I think we are just in tune with reality, in a way. That’s the scary truth. I don’t live like others who think ‘that won’t happen to me’, I think more along the lines of: ‘why wouldn’t that happen to me?’ And my fear of flying… sheesh… trainwreck, hello! Sorry Melissa! Let’s just try to worry less. My mom told me to ‘thought-stop’. When a bad or scary thought enters your head, just stop it dead in its tracks. As hard as that might be… it sometimes works. xo