Mean brain = no sleep
Last night was a rough one. I am pretty sure my anxiety had anxiety last night. My brain was in a mean mood and man was it taking some low blows. Together we ran through the whole gamut of mistakes I have made and all the fears that I am currently working through. Then there was the pacing dog, I am not sure if she was sensing what was going on with me or if she had some stuff of her own going on. Not really great for sleep either way. Usually, I can talk myself into falling asleep by using the five steps to reduce anxiety: Five things I can see Four things I can touch Three things I can hear Two things I can smell One thing I can taste. That didn't work, then I counted backwards from 100 a couple of times, then tried the alphabet. Still bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. I tried a number of things with none of them really working until finally around four I nodded off. Then was up at seven to take my daughter to school. I am having a slow-paced day as a result of las...