I always have maintained that my two daughters are among my greatest teachers, and recently, my oldest daughter taught me a valuable lesson in being good to myself when I was feeling badly. For the last few years, I have dealt with recurrent bouts of depression and anxiety, and thankfully, they no longer plague me each day. The depression stays at bay for the most part, but the anxiety rears its head from time to time, leaving me completely out of sorts.
When the anxiety overwhelmed me yesterday, I was so fortunate to be able to confide in the trusted people who make up my support system, as they helped me to navigate the emotional minefield once again. I also was treated to an unexpected source of kindness and support that came in the form of my thirteen year old daughter.
I am very careful not to burden my daughters…
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