Huh. Apparently Introverts Are Struggling MORE with Lockdown & Isolation Than Extroverts

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These are truly strange times. As of this writing, I have barely seen anyone other than my live-in partner for about seven months. When I had to go in for a physical exam, labs, and a flu shot at my primary care physician’s office (because I was many months overdue and they refused to refill my migraine meds until I came in and proved to them I was still alive),  » Read more

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Perfectionism Linked with Anxiety, Depression, Worry, & Rumination

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I’m a recovering perfectionist. Like many other areas, I don’t think I will ever be fully recovered. It will always be a process of recovering. It’ll never be perfect, recovery. And that’s part of it, too.

Does this mean I’m a total hot mess? No, not at all. That kind of all or nothing thinking is what led me to perfectionism in the first place.  » Read more

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“I Just Want to Talk About It to Prove to Myself I Can”

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I’ve poured my heart out again. One of those ridiculous long-winded emotional spiels. The kind that leave me exhausted and worried after the fact.

Because it feels cathartic to get it all out, but the last thing I want to do is alienate the person I’m talking to. Overwhelm them. Cause some sort of secondary problem that I’m not in any shape to clean up.  » Read more

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People Get More Anxious When Others Take Risks Than When They Do So Themselves

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Have you ever sat up all night and worried about someone?

I sure have. Especially if I knew they were doing something particularly risky or dangerous, like driving a long distance when the weather was bad.

In one instance, a loved one was several hours late arriving home, and I couldn’t get a hold of them by phone (not normal at all for them).  » Read more

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