I have these moments of anxiety. It is not sadness, but the knot is there in my stomach, I feel a little bit weak in the knees. Then I say to myself,"everyone coughs, everyone clears their throat, everyone sneezes". That's a little reassuring
to myself, but I still walk around with this anxiousness. I know some very strong women and a few strong men who have dealt with this feeling. I take lessons from them, even if they don't know that I am watching them. They have good days and bad days.
I have mostly good days , but that feeling of doom approaching doesn't go away easily. You do what you have to do, some people understand, some think they do, but they don't. Everyone is well meaning and that is important. So to life. It goes on, doesn't it.?