About three weeks ago I had an Anxiety attack. Now that I have your attention I want you to read my words carefully: I love all of you! It is not easy for me to admit to anyone, or even myself, that I got overwhelmed to the point of panic. It was my fault. I didn't check my blind spot and swerved right into it, and learned my lesson. In retrospect, I should have seen it coming. I'm an opened book with all the pages laid out in large font for everyone to read, but there was some fine print that read, "Corey has compassion for people and very often and willingly picks up the burdens of others, and carries them for many miles. He also has a tendency to tell people he's OK when he's not." and no one caught it, especially me. Being compassionate and being too proud to expose wounds are two very dangerous things to conceal, and I have been concealing them for years.
Right now I am taking a break from my usual social track and am using the time to meditate, and reassess myself, and concentrate on getting over a current illness I've had for about a month. I've heard concerns from my friends that I am becoming a hermit, and I want to clarify the case: I just need some Corey time. Others are under the impression that I am too busy to go out and socialize, and while part of that is very true, I have been keeping the little free time I have to myself (with a few exceptions).
This message is not an invitation for phone calls asking me if I'm OK, or if there is anything you can do for me. But I want you all to know that if I need you I will come to you, instead of taking it to bed with me.
I want to dedicate this photo to all of those who care about me. This is what I should have said when I said everything was OK.
-feel free to laugh at it, it was meant to be funny.... in a dark sort of way.
Peace and Love,
Corey
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