I'm in a place of frustration, where every symptom seems to be firing at once. So I thought, "Well, maybe I should post about it." Then I took a look at Jules' and Davideus's posts. Oh no! What is it about February that's causing so much difficulty and heartbreak? I can have two good days, then four "bad" ones. By the fourth one I'm feeling like a failure. Today I started a weekly ceramics class, something to distract my mind from my body. It was fun - but it was grueling. I had a hard time getting comfortable, and there was a lot of standing around going over the equipment, which was especially tough for me. The actual clay work was cool. I guess that's a work in progress. I'm also tentatively planning to travel to the East Coast, where I have relatives I haven't seen in four years, and two great-nieces I haven't even met! But as soon as I broached the idea, everyone chimed in with where I should go and when and what I should do and where I should stay. My anxiety went right off the scale, and my inner negative voice said, "This will be too much for you. You can barely get through a two hour ceramics class!" And I think that's why I'm having these symptoms. So, I have my work cut out for me. Jules and Davideus, hang in there. We've been living in fear so long that it won't be a quick or easy fix. Setbacks are only setbacks. There's something wonderful in our futures if we just keep pushing forward.