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Mmmm it sounds lovely and warm and present. Going slow and really noticing those things that make you you and bring peace is what I’m starting to think life is about.

And I like how you said that once the throwing up happened, your anxiety eased--do you think it may have eased because once the bad thing happened, you actually found it wasn’t as bad as your brain made it feel?

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I think so, too. Or, at least, that's what I want to make *my* life about.

And I think maybe at that point I just sort of knew what to expect. Like, "okay, she *is* sick, so now we can make whatever adjustments we need and then it will be over"...? The same thing happened when we got Covid two years ago. Once I knew that's what it was, I felt like I was able to relax a bit. I think it's the uncertainty that I really struggle with.

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Ahh okay. When you’re not sure what’s going to happen. That makes sense to me.

I blow things up in my head and think it’s going to be the worst when it’s not actually that bad in reality, so I was just curious if that was your experience too.

Either way, it’s freeing to learn how to move with those dynamics and become more flexible in the midst of it all

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I do think that's maybe part of it as well - a combination of the security of certainty coupled with the reality of the experience replacing the worst that I'm imagining.

I'm definitely feeling grateful to have been in a place where I'm more at peace despite the difficulty and discomfort.

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