intellectual properties

forest therapy

i used to think i was a pretty chill person.  but i am not, and i have not ever been. that image of the laid back hippie chick was just a dream.

when i was younger my anxiety manifested itself as social awkardness, nerdiness, etc.  but then as i got older i learned how to control that, to “groom” an outward persona closer to cool.  and i think what happened is all that anxiety went inward and is now manifesting itself physically.  i have an almost constant stomach ache.  my ongoing shoulder/muscle pain is now over a year old. i have actual Anxiety Attacks.

i still have my totally socially awkward moments, in the worse of which i am a total Manic, overly flirtatious and rather aggressive, and afterward i am always a bit embarrassed, and wonder if anyone else noticed.

but in general, day to day, i am usually just sort of trembling inside. other times the feeling starts to overwhelm my whole experience. as mentioned, when i got back from burning man, i was so hella relaxed people kept asking me what was wrong because i wasn’t my usual self.

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last night we went camping at China Camp in Marin – one last time for the year, before DST adjusts again tomorrow and the short, dark, damp days descent upon us.

for my body and mind, i have found nothing as therapeutic as time spent in the woods.

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