having named my anxiety, rather than just lumping it in as a depression symptom, means I can look at it as its own thing, which I've been doing some over the last coupe of years.
It doesn't work the way I thought it did.
When I'm feeling anxiety about something, I usually start by rolling my eyes, c'mon, jerkbrain, stop getting in the way. And then I make myself do the thing anyway.
I'm pretty sure that's making it worse. (continued)
how my anxiety works: further evidence (4/3) Show more
To test all this I took a short-acting anti-anxiety med before circus class today and there were several things that were suddenly much more achievable. Turns out that months of forcing myself to Do It Anyway despite my panic-reaction didn't help at all.
Remember, kids, "propranolol" ends with "LOL"!