On a quiet morning, I sat by the window, a cup of tea in hand, the sky softly painted in shades of grey.
Something inside me didn’t feel steady… not pain, not sadness—just that vague unease that visits me occasionally.
Is this anxiety?
Maybe.
Maybe it's just my heart asking gently for peace, after years of keeping everything together.
✧ Anxiety Doesn’t Mean I’m Weak...
I’ve learned that anxiety doesn’t erase my strength, nor does it belittle my experiences.
It’s just a quiet message from within saying: “Please, take care of me.”
Yes, after fifty, I don’t run as fast as I used to—but I now hear myself more clearly than ever.
✧ What Do I Do When I Feel Uneasy?
I’ve built my little rituals.
Nothing complicated—just simple things that feel like me:
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I walk alone for 15 minutes, observing the trees, smiling at strangers.
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I write my feelings on paper, messy and unfiltered, just to release them.
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I turn off my phone for a whole day, and listen to the sound of silence.
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I prepare a healthy dish for myself, honoring my body instead of punishing it.
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I read a verse or repeat a gentle prayer, and suddenly, I feel washed clean inside.
✧ What Truly Calms Me?
Peace isn’t about never feeling anxious—
It’s about knowing how to soothe myself when I do.
I’ve learned that:
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A cup of chamomile tea before bed is gentler than any pill.
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A whisper from my grandchild can erase my tension for hours.
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Organizing my sleep, going to bed early, makes my mornings kinder.
✧ A Note to Myself…
Dear me, don’t be sad if anxiety suddenly shows up.
Life still holds beautiful days for you.
Don’t ignore your fears—comfort them.
And always remind yourself:
“Every time you choose calmness over chaos, you are stronger than you think.”
