a cautious step forward
I have taken a step I have long been afraid to do. For many years constantly listening to extremely angry music was the only way that I felt I could cope with my anxiety. My therapist pointed out this past week what I already knew: that the rage I fed into in the music helped me shield myself from anxiety. What I didn't expect was that, unlike other times, I felt that perhaps I could do something other with my fears than hide in impersonal rage. This week I have decided, for now, to not listen to this angry music and I have been finding myself more open to both positive and negative feelings. I am in a slightly cold sweat of anxiety as I type this, and yet at the same time I feel freer. I am now suspecting that the shield that enabled me to survive for many years has now become more of a burden than a tool for survival, something to leave behind.
Just thought I'd share.
Jeff
Just thought I'd share.
Jeff