The Pool: Women and Anxiety, AKA My Ode to Susie Orbach

I went to this ‘Women and Anxiety’ event hosted by The Pool when I was in quite the wee whirlwind of anxiety myself : panic attacks in place of sleep, pumping heart, pulsating frontal lobes, the all-over body sensation I’ve been best capturing lately via the description ‘fizz’. Like a fizzing all over, and the… Read More The Pool: Women and Anxiety, AKA My Ode to Susie Orbach

Hello darkness, my old friend

Despair is the necessary prerequisite for the next degree of consciousness. That’s absolutely a prerequisite  Ram Dass  It’s getting on for 6am and I’m still just lying here, awake. Dark thoughts swirl around the periphery of my chemical-tinged, completely wired consciousness that I’m not sure is even dented by the muscle relaxants, the beta-blockers, the… Read More Hello darkness, my old friend