Well, this was not how I wanted this evening to go. I have been having a good day all day. Shipped out a package full of product, and spent time with my best friend and nephew. I came home to relax, and then my parents came to visit and grab a crock pot. That’s when it all went downhill. I ended up having a mental overload and breakdown, fighting with my mom, and on top of all that a few dozen tears and an anxiety attack. We are all okay now I hope, but I most definitely didn’t want it to go that way. Now I’m sitting here with a cup of tea trying to calm myself down, because I feel sick (thanks anxiety). I know I don’t really ever write about this stuff in the moment, or after it’s happened, but this time I needed to. That’s the thing I hate most about anxiety I think, is that it can strike HARD at anytime. Plus when you’re holding things in and just have a whirl of emotions, things can get scary or hectic fast. This is when I wish Marcus was home. Anyway, I just thought I’d write it down, and maybe try and make myself feel better. Thank you guys for all the love and support as always. Much love.