A lot of my anxiety comes from a feeling of having let
people down, or being in a corner. A lack of control over expectations. Being disempowered.
I feel anxiety in my chest. A rise in temperature and a shortness in breath. I
like the idea of Buffers. A feeling of comfort that I have the skills, knowledge,
and capacity to deliver. Managing expectations allows you to take control. You
still engage actively with the world, but whatever happens is a bonus.
Something worth celebrating. Unfortunately, that isn’t how the things work, is
it? We seem obsessed with meritocracy and playbooks of success. Inspired by the
hero rather than the normal. Obsessed with promising in advance what is going
to happen when we live in a world that is complex, ambiguous, and random. Weighing
and measuring everyone rather than seeing them. I like feeling seen. I am often
lost in the grass. Thoughts and actions all over the place with a general sense
of direction that only I am comfortable with. “Comfortable with”. Mental Health
is a team sport. When we see each other, we are empowered to surrender into the
chaos. To return to room temperature and breathe.
Nobody puts Baby in the corner
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