My name is Will DeFries and this is the Sunday Scaries podcast. You are here for the Sunday Blues.

Journal, meditate, take a walk, make a list, do breathwork, take a vacation.

If you've talked to anyone about your stress and anxiety lately,

I'm fairly certain those recommendations will be put upon you.

And as someone who journals, meditates, walks, and makes way too many lists,

I can confirm that these things do help in the right moments when it feels like the world is crumbling around me.

But unfortunately, there's also no foolproof way of avoiding anxiety when it comes knocking on your door.

When I first discussed my general anxiety to someone, I really had no other way to describe it other than saying,

it feels like a never-ending tunnel leading to something I don't want.

And honestly, that's very similar to how I've described it as well.

Normally, when I think of tunnel vision, I think of elite athletes who are really in the zone,

Christiana Ronaldo lining up penalty, Michael in game 7, Hager at Augusta.

Just by looking at them, you can tell that absolutely nothing will phase them until they

escape the moment that feels larger than life.

Frankly, the zone they find themselves in feels completely opposite to the zone I find myself in

when I'm feeling anxious. While they're confident, calculated, ready for the moment, I feel like I'm

anything but. These days, I feel like I've had my anxiety more under control than I have in years.

I haven't taken anything forward since mid-pandemic. My restful nights outweigh my sleepless ones,

and the occurrences feel more monthly than they do weekly, and even if that.

But that doesn't mean that these moments don't still happen.

Just before the pandemic, I started seeing a counselor.

It originated as a couples counseling kind of thing ahead of my marriage.

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