Drugs are bad...

At least that's what I told myself last night to prevent a little self-medicating...lol.

I'm a walking ball of stress filled with so much anxiety that I feel like I might explode at any moment.

It's anxiety about good stuff....but it's making me crazy. Cool things might be happening for me career wise. I'm planning an awesome trip to Alaska this summer. The bf and I are on the same page about life. Why am I such a mess? Because I don't know the definite outcome of any of these things and that drives me a little bonkers. Not knowing things causes me to basically shut down...and gain 20 pounds bc I'm a stress eater. Just fabulous.

What brings me back to reality are pics like this though.

Oh sweet serenity...at least until my brain realizes I'm tricking it.