I am having a #meanreds day. Something triggers me and I don't always understand or know why. Something as simple as a post online, traffic, or just an unknown little rat of anxiety gnawing away at my overthinking brain. I feel the tightening in my chest and I feel sad and trapped and scared. My stomach drops, I feel the intensity growing like a weed across my body. I usually meditate and journal when this happens - but if I am at work - I don't havr the chance to. So I have to sit with it and let it be. Washing over me, the anxiety is suffocating. This primal response can be a bit overwhelming as it kicks my analytical side into overdrive. I obsess over calming the fuck down and chilling out. Not always cool or easy. Being human is difficult and we make it more so with our unending strive for perfection - whatever the aspect. I love that I feel so deeply and am moved so easily by this life - even as my heart races and my anxiety locks down. It is a pleasure to feel everything so magnificently. It is an honor to be a part of this life. So, be gentle when the mean reds come in. Breathe through it and be kind to you. I'll be over here feeling it and expressing gratitude for everything I have to look forward to and all this growth. P. S. I love you. All ways. Always. Especially when the mean reds show up.