delightful cycles

found an old Facebook post from when I had a bout of CBT to deal with anxiety induced insomnia. my therapist was this old Russian lady with a thick accent and said wonderful things like:

“to wish to be without anxiety is to wish to be dead”

“if you feed your anxiety you will have a friend for life. we must starve it, out of its trenches”

once she imitated me in the lead up to a panic attack so I could point out places where I could stop the cycle. her delightful imitation of me was pacing the room, covering her face, and muttering “ohhhhh nooooooo in the past I have been foolish”