
Normally, my evenings are spent at home, in comfy clothes, working at my computer,
harassing the cat or watching
sleazy TV. Well, if you know me you'll be very surprised to
hear that I spent my Friday evening at a friend's book launch party. Now this is not just any ordinary friend but the fabulous lady who is helping me with my anxiety disorder.
Over the years I've seen over half a dozen different therapist type folks and although they have tried to help I cannot help but remember the puzzlement in their eyes while I described my issues and symptoms. I found Anna through the
internet on a site she mediates and even though the site was based in the UK she lives in my city. I emailed her and she agreed to take me on.
I can say with complete certainty that this awesome chick gets me. Really truly gets where I am coming from. I honestly believe that she gets me like NOBODY else on this planet does. If she were a guy I'd stalk her like my boyfriend, Henry Rollins. Instead I blurt out inane things and she laughs and
nods her head because somehow, someway, it makes sense to her.
I cannot explain how much this means to me.
Actually I can. Tonight I crawled off the couch and shed my manky
Pjs and not only showered AND shaved my legs but I actually put on a skirt. It has been a couple years since I've worn girl clothes. AND I wriggled into a pair of tights. Now that, my friends, is HUGE. I despise pantyhose type items with a passion. It has easily been over 5 years since I've worn tights. Maybe even longer. AND, this is epic, people, I put on make up AS WELL.
Not even when I saw my boyfriend, Henry Rollins, in concert last week did I put on tights and a skirt. But I did it for Anna because she is so cool.
I so rarely go out where there might be people which may require me to engage in social chit chat. I feel completely inept and paralyzed and sick and trapped. It's that anxiety thing I was talking to you about. But I knew Anna
would understand if I lost my shit and started clucking
like a chicken in the middle of her party so I sucked it up and got off the couch. The whole night I wore one of those deer in headlights sort of gazes and at one point a guy approached me and asked me if I was
ok and told me that I looked lonely.
Lord.
Anyway, Anna has written a book and if you are at all interested in creating positive change in your life this may be what you need to read. She has helped me
immensely and has been very supportive of my goals. She went with me to the hospital to calm me the hell down with my last surgery and visited me afterwards. She is never mad when I have to bail on an appointment when my agoraphobia is so bad I cannot leave my house or if I am too tired due to my insomnia. She has been a huge cheerleader of my
Yoshi Calendar.
So I want to share the love with y'all and link you to
Anna's 'Evoking Change' Blog as well as to where you can
buy her book.
And how does this affect Yoshi? Well, when the
mamma is happy, the kitty is happy. So Yoshi endorses Anna's book too.