Doing better today.
Woke up with anxiety, got some things done, had a cookie booth today, and now that I'm home with Master, chilling out, getting ready to watch The Walking Dead together, I feel better.
My anxiety is still there. There is part of me that wants it to go away, and part of me that knows I deserve it.
I'll deal with it, one day at a time, slowly and steadily. It will keep me focused on Master, and pleasing Him, which is what I want to do. I want to prove to Him how much He means to me, and how much I love Him. I want to do everything I can to make Him happy, and to be the best slave I can possibly be for Him.
I will strive every day to accomplish this, putting Him first, above everything else. His wishes, his needs. And of course, our daughter as well.