A family member with cancer just got some really bad health news.

I had to tell my family member that I can't be a caregiver as I'd like to, I can help in other ways, but I can't be a caregiver. I'm glad I said No but I sure wanted to say Yes.

A neighbor and friend keeps harming themself and this means increased police activity here which triggers my hypervigilance at times. I'm worried for my neighbor.

I probably have to look for a new apartment soon, I'm being priced out.

An online blog site I've participated in for nearly 3 years, often daily, has suddenly changed dramatically for the worse and shut down much of my participation.

A loved one's legal problems weren't resolved as hoped and they have to wait six more months for next opportunity to resolve them.

I'm putting myself back in therapy, went to intake session yesterday which went well, but I'm having the after effects of feeling like I'm a bad person for "telling".

I'm exhausted and in physical pain. I feel anxious and even scared.

Am I bad? Guilty? Stupid? In danger?

I feel this way right now but I think some sleep will help. Another day will come. This too shall pass. Things will be different, I'll have new information, I can make new choices.

I'm here right now. I'm safe, my front door is locked, if taking phone calls is too much for me at the moment I can let everything go to voice mail. I'm in the present moment and I do have some choices I can make.

My emotions are fine, they are just emotions. I don't have to sort this all out today. I can rest up, enjoy a distracting book, eat well. Take a warm bath to help me relax.

I can remember that I've survived before and I will continue to do so.

I can use good self care.