My Anxiety Story
// My Story
Where do you begin with something like this? I’ve been an anxious, high-strung, type A personality ever since I can remember. “An old soul,” my mother would say.
My high level of worry and sensitivity was always manageable, though, until I hit junior high. It was then that I fell victim to some intense bullying –
dilettante:
–noun
1. a person who takes up an art, activity, or subject merely for amusement, esp. in a desultory or superficial way; dabbler.
2. a lover of an art or science, esp. of a fine art.
+ this site is about embracing the place you’re in
+ it’s about finding out what you love
+ it’s about expression. love. controversy. glamour. sex.
+ it’s a place to discover, discuss & obsess about whatever it is you like–this week
+ it’s about being okay with not knowing what you want to do with the rest of your life
+ it’s about forgetting what everyone tells you you should be doing & doing what you love instead
+ it’s about being honest & real & talking about your demons instead of ignoring them
+ it’s about poetry & remembering that our stories make us who we are
