Our last night in Italy: Looking back at our posts while traveling, it looks like everything is perfect and great all the time. But I wanted to take a minute to step away from perfect Facebook-land, where we capture and publish our best moments... Ive begun to realize that I may be a fundamentally anxious person, and sometimes I get anxious in situations that dont always make sense. Many of these great experiences traveling come after I fight off bouts of gagging and vomiting due to my anxiety about meeting new people, dealing with a different language, being seen in public (with typical body/personality image issues) and so on. As a musician, I sort of get a free pass when it comes to nerves: Almost everyone gets nervous performing on stage. But when I get anxious (and when I say anxious, I mean vomiting), about things like going to dinner in a new place, or talking to a storekeeper in Italy, or just meeting new people, it feels like an unwarranted problem. I know very well that there are devastating, real, direct problems that people deal with every day that I cant even imagine. Am I suffering? Absolutely not, so I then feel guilty for feeling stressed in the first place, which ironically compounds the anxiety. So whats my point? I know many people have various types of stress, depression, anxiety, and self-image issues; and some people have helped me tremendously by reaching out and letting me know that they also have panic attacks/anxiety etc. I guess I wanted to out myself to let others know that theyre not alone either.
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 21:23:11 +0000
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