So, I’m still here. Yup, still here. Been quiet lately. Still got major anxiety issues. Still heavier than ever. But I’m still here. Making my way out of the hole of anxiety, inactivity, and stress induced physical illness. Slowly. Very slowly. But surely. This spring has been just hit after hit after hit. Just as I would feel like I was making progress, something else would happen. Another crisis. Another panic. Sometimes of my own making. Sometimes 100% out of my control. I still haven’t figured out which is worse. But I am resilient. I am strong. I will get there. I am still here. And that’s what’s important.