Wondering if anyone can relate...I've struggled on and off with anxiety (particularly health anxiety) since the birth of my last child. This coincided with a few things - general postpartum/covid/geopolitics/sickness of family members. I feel every so often it just flares, but for me, it's always bad after a dose of covid.
Today I painted some sitting room units. The room is big and I had all the windows and doors open, but it had a primer in it so was string smelling. A couple of hours in I got a bit woozy so stopped and got some air. In my 20s I would have laughed it off, thought it was hilarious I was lightheaded on paint fumes and got on with it. But today I was riddled with anxiety, convinced I was going to drop or have done so awful damage (straight down the Google rabbit hole). I felt fine again after some water and a sleep (I did learn my lesson - I'm not a seasoned DIYer).
Sometimes I just miss how carefree I use to be though - when I didn't always jump to worse case scenario and just rolled with it. Just a vent really ðŸ«