The party on Sunday was a blast. I still can't believe how much I enjoyed myself. As expected there were a lot of people, a few that I've never met and a few that I haven't seen in a long time. I don't know if it was the wine, the gorgeous weather, or the crazy little dogs, but I was relaxed the entire time that I was there. As a matter of fact, I had forgotten to expect to be anxious driving there.
You read right, expecting to be anxious is part of this disorder, no? Since some of us wake up with it, go to bed with it, shower with it, blah and blah, it almost becomes rote that we expect to have it. We anticipate it, prepare for it, and plan around it.
Is the trick not to expect it? To live life everyday not even thinking about it? Well if that were the case then it wouldn't be called a disorder would it.
So the compromise is this, don't expect it or lay in wait for it. Instead, have a plan for how you will handle it IF it does pop up. If you plan on having an attack and then it arrives you are kinda left holding the bag with no relief in sight. If you plan for a resolution, you are already ahead of the game.
