It’s okay to be unsettled. It’s okay to have energy for a little while and then need a nap. It’s okay to have weird tingling, shaky feelings in my vagina (who the hell ever has a shaky vagina?!?). It’s okay to not understand what this is all about. It’s okay if anxiety rushes through me in waves, with no clear sense of what it’s attached to. I can be patient. I am safe now. I will get better. This is just part of the process.
I tell myself this and take slow breaths. I’m okay.