This is how my anxiety brain works:
Despite living with a case of migrating eczema for my entire life and not spending much time in direct sunlight (people used to comment on how pale I am), when I one day discover a dry patch on the side of my nose, I immediately assume it's skin cancer because one time many years ago my dental hygienist had cancer removed from her nose and told me that her dermatologist said that's where they find the most cancers. And instead of using my prescription eczema cream on it right away, I fret about that patch for days, always imagining the worst, then I use regular lotion and fret about it some more. When I finally remember to use my prescription cream and the patch goes away in a couple days, I feel tremendous relief, but I still can't refrain from thinking about nose cancer.
That's how my anxiety brain works, or doesn't.
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I need to reread the section in my group therapy workbook about how to worry less.
And then I need to remind myself not to judge myself when I fall back into my old worry patterns.
