I still am an anxious person. But... I am kinder to myself about it. A couple months ago, I went through a break up that spiked my anxiety about nearly everything. And I’m glad because I guess I took some lessons out of the break up that makes me feel like a million bucks and lessens my anxiety. The main one being that I deeply loved someone despite his flaws, and loved me back, flaws and all. That’s the good stuff. So, whenever I’m beating myself up, or I find myself triggered by an unpleasant thought, I just think about the fact that someone loved me, even after seeing all my scars and bruises. And that encourages me to love myself some more. And it’s great. I’ve also been taking up more enjoyable activities instead of succumbing to anxiety loops. Of course, I’m not perfect, and I still struggle with my anxiety sometimes, but I’m still learning. So... I wanted to acknowledge how much I’ve grown. And I also wanted to remind myself tonight that my anxiety isn’t my fault and I shouldn’t compare myself to others about it, even if it’s tempting. Anyways, thanks for reading. Goodnight!