After some valid crashouts a couple of weeks ago, these past two weeks have been much more manageable. I noticed how exhausted I was this past week, which tells me my anxiety was way too high over the past few weeks. My therapy session earlier this week, along with journaling, allowed me to continue to work through/reflect on some of the things bothering me. This past week was also a nice reprieve at work  – last week and this week are both relatively project-free for me, so it’s giving me a chance to catch my breath.

While I have made tremendous progress in my self-confidence and self-worth, I do find that I still have moments of self-doubt and imposter syndrome. Am I a good artist? Am I actually doing a good job at work? Am I a good friend? Sibling? Would I make a good partner? Am I doing enough as a daughter for both parents? I overthink a lot, so I constantly have to remind myself to stay present and not try to predict the future. I also have to remind myself that the universe is not out to punish me (thanks, Catholic guilt, despite me no longer practicing religion). All I can do is take things moment by moment.