Birthdays, tonight, and anxiety.

[xiane]

Firstly: My birthday was just about perfect. Thank you to the wonderful people who cared enough to make me feel special - symvomitpuddle, onceupon, krasota, Lori... Nessa, Marika, Randy, Summer, Tank, Liam, Jess, Drea... and of course, Stu, who worked so hard on my present. [the most gorgeous pearl-handled straight razor you've ever seen. I have a long history w/ them, but this one's the prettiest I've ever had!] I'm sure I'm leaving someone or another out in my dim-wittedness... I apologise. You guys are the best.

Secondary: Tonight my band, The Violet Dawning is playing at The Dawning. I'm unsure how to feel. Part of me is excited, and another part is anxious. Hopefully, as they say, all will go well. I'm pretty sure of us, at least. We usually put on a decent show.

Anxiety: I need to learn how to curb it. It puts a terrible damper on my ability to have fun.

Off to the club; talk to everyone soon.

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Re: anxiety

[xiane.livejournal.com]

Is it that you feel so tight, or wound up, that you have to vomit? I almost feel that way some times, but unless i'm really upset, I mostly get just a nasty feeling in my stomach. I used to get so sick back when I was in high school [before thay'd give you meds for things like this so easily] that I would think I was going to die. Of course my mom thought I was making it up to get out of stuff.
Funny thing is, I put myself all the time in situations that induce anxiety [performing, the radio show, running a club night]. Maybe I'm a glutton for punishment?

I dunno... with this problem, I might indeed need meds eventually. No one needs to live their life wound up like a spring all the time.