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Your are an animal.
Your body through hundreds of thousands of years of biological evolution and adjustments was built to move.
Anxiety is energy with no where to go.
For most of human history, people had to work physically in order to survive. For most of human history, we were frequently food insecure. Our biggest fear was not being able to bank enough calories to make it through the cold and lean times.
Ancient peoples were not anxious.
Anxiety is a disease of privilege, of luxury.
Anxiety is fear of an imagined future.
When you are anxious, its’ like driving a car with one foot on the brake, stomping the pedal to the floor, the other stomping the gas pedal straight to the floor and you’re afraid of the sound of the motor.
Remember: The feet are yours.
Let go of the break and the tires will squeal and you’ll move forward.
Take your foot off the gas and the noise stops. The unpleasant noise will stop. You’ll remain stuck.
That happens when all we ever do is take our foot off the gas. Depression is not a feeling. It’s something we do to ourselves to protect ourselves.
In order to move beyond depression you need to tolerate the roar of the anxious engine within you.
If your life were a vehicle and your felt experience of anxiousness were an ‘engine’ what would yours be?
Lately I feel like an International Prostar tractor trailer.