Me, Myself, and I

Today’s post is about fears.  Some are real, some are just plain irrational and for no reason.  But hey, who can say that how you feel isn’t really how you feel?  One of my fear’s is eating alone.  So, naturally, I decided to do it.

Some of you know, that I have anxiety.  I’ve had it since I could remember, but I wasn’t diagnosed until I was 18.  At this time I would like to thank my family and friends who have supported me through this because I’ve had some bad times, but also some really good times.  I would also like to personally thank (who will not be named, but you know who you are) my friend’s Mom.  When I was deciding what to do with my anxiety (medication or not medication) I went to her and she really helped me out, and I wanted to personally thank her in this post.

With anxiety comes a lot of irrational fears.  So, I’ve decided to start facing some of my fears to hopefully gain more control over this illness each day.

I decided for my first Fear that I was going to face, eating alone.

In all of my 22 years, I have never eaten a meal alone. But, it’s better late then never.  I went to Avila’s El Ranchito, had a beautiful view outside, and all of the chips I could eat!  I’m not going to lie, I did periscope the entire lunch but it’s baby steps, right?! (haha)  It was a good time.  It was a bit quiet, but I believe it helped me.  I ended up getting a Mayan Burrito which was so so delicious! I probably could have eaten two!  That’s how I faced my first fear, eating alone!

And as always…