Fighting my battles

Okay, so I won't lie to you... I spent most of the weekend at home.

I don't think I left the farm all weekend.

But this morning, I had to leave.

I had to take Roo to school, so I was able to get up and get my task accomplished.

It worked because I had a goal in mind. I was able to distract myself from anything riddled with anxiety.

Sure, after I dropped her off I felt a moment of panic but I focused and got myself and Turtle home.

I also haven't left the house since this morning...

But I'm trying again tonight when I take the girls to church (shocking, yes I know) and I am doing everything I can to stay in the right mind frame and work through this.

I figure as long as I have a goal in mind (go to church, come home from church... oh, and pick up milk), I will be okay.

It's like focusing on the light at the end of the tunnel, right?