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I’m worried sick you’re not worried about being sick…

June 24, 2020June 24, 20203 Comments

We're four months into a mostly self imposed quarantine caused by a global pandemic the likes of which I've never seen. I mean I've imagined it. I've imagined worse. Lifelong anxiety disorder and a love of zombie movies will do that to you. I've long been convinced that when the time comes that we have … Continue reading I’m worried sick you’re not worried about being sick…

panic on the streets of St. Louis…

November 5, 2019November 5, 20193 Comments

Yesterday morning I woke up in St. Louis. I rolled out of bed hours before I needed to and showered, checked to make sure everything was packed for my trip home, worked a little, and then met some folx in the hotel lobby for pre-breakfast tea and coffee. I was feeling a lot tired. A … Continue reading panic on the streets of St. Louis…

confessions of a former sauce packet hoarder…

July 24, 2019July 24, 20193 Comments

It was about 16 months ago that I scheduled an appointment with my doctor, a woman who had developed great rapport and had earned my trust and respect, in order to mumble and skirt the issue and then cry when telling her I no longer felt able to cope with my anxiety on my own. … Continue reading confessions of a former sauce packet hoarder…

You’re letting me do what?

June 25, 20196 Comments

Last night I when I went to bed I was tired. Very tired. I was looking forward to a night of healthy natural sleep. I had brushed my teeth, put up my hair, and put on this one song that's supposed to make you sleepier than any other music-scape ever created. As my head nestled … Continue reading You’re letting me do what?

practice what you preach: community builder self care edition…

May 16, 2019Leave a comment

Okay universe. I hear you loud and freaking clear... Noted. The universe, it totally gets that message. It knows what I'm talking about, but let me expand a bit for the rest of you while I preach and also practice. You can't effectively care for others when you're not taking care of yourself. You can't … Continue reading practice what you preach: community builder self care edition…

and then I had hives…

May 10, 2019May 10, 20191 Comment

This post is not going to have any pictures because no one wants to see a picture of hives. It's not like my hives were in the shape of Mickey Mouse or a cute heart swirled into a mocha foam or a deity. They were just hives. Itchy painful insanity making hives. And I had … Continue reading and then I had hives…

the bobcat’s tale…

March 31, 2019Leave a comment

Sometimes I wonder if I'd be Snow White if I lived in the woods instead of the city… It may be part of the reason I don't like to go camping. My life, my entire life, has been filled with odd and remarkable animal encounters. Most of them not entirely positive. It started at young … Continue reading the bobcat’s tale…

oh that’s right, we don’t have a couch…

February 22, 2019February 22, 2019Leave a comment

Years ago in the middle of a life upheaval I had to buy a new sofa, and quickly. I needed something that would fit into my new space. My new place was smaller than my old place so I needed something scaled down. But since it was only being used by a couple of adults … Continue reading oh that’s right, we don’t have a couch…

anxiety’s secret agenda: whispers

August 14, 2018August 14, 2018Leave a comment

Today was a day like many others. For some it could be considered downright ordinary. Routine. But not so much for me. I'm striving for a new normal. A new ordinary. A new routine. Routines are my friend. They help keep me grounded. They help keep me calm. They help keep my anxiety at bay … Continue reading anxiety’s secret agenda: whispers

this post has been making me anxious…

July 26, 2018August 6, 201812 Comments

While it’s often easy to be self effacing, nothing matches the difficulty of saying, "There's something wrong with me." And meaning it. It's hard to acknowledge that you're different in a way that isn't “special.” That isn't “good.” That isn't “normal.” That people think is “wrong” or “weird.” That you think is wrong. It's hard … Continue reading this post has been making me anxious…

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10 years ago when legit was kind of a thing and I kept dragging @turoczy to photobooths...
grandcat cuteness #blackcatsofinstagram
always look up...
Spike found the littlest sunbeam...
Not the prettiest pie but damn it was good.. @turoczy made gf pizza for us to celebrate Pi day. Thanks to @newcascadia for making awesome gf pizza dough. #piday #glutenfree @piepdx
46 in a sunbeam...
When you go for your annual birthday lunch and shop with your bestie but you're having too much fun and the only picture you take is of the Prosecco bottle so you can find it again later. I think that's success. Love you @semaphoria
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