Worry sometimes graduates to anxiety which feels like a raging fire pit in my belly and a cacophony between my ears. It’s constant. It reminds me of the raw nerves I used to feel before performances. Like how it felt after barely rehearsing a new solo aerial act and performing in front of a big audience with high expectations. Before I felt ready.  Before I felt worthy of having all eyes on me.

In 2022, my biggest priority is to nurture my mental health so I can live the fullest and most vibrant expression of myself. My inner-strength, inner-confidence, & inner-peace are non-negotiable at this point. They’ll no longer sit on the back burner while I give every ounce of my soul to my career with a mix of relentless ambition and fear-based survival mode. F**kcovid and f**k past experiences that have molded me into the work robot that I am. I see you and rebuke you! I’ll also avoid toxic relationships or conversations that weigh heavily on my spirit and fill me with anxiety.