Seth Forgets

Yesterday, I had a follow up to a physical with my doctor at Kaiser Permanente. My doctor got so mad at me. She said I was wasting her time and she was not here to chase down every ache and pain for me. She suggested in a very unkind way that I needed medicine for anxiety not for an illness. The way she handled it was wrong. I think she must have been having a bad day. But I also think she was right. Anxiety can express itself in physical form. The last few years have been overwhelmingly stressful for me. So many life changes. Career, relationship, all of it. But my take away isn’t anger at my doctor (although I will never let her treat me again). The lesson here is deal with your shit. Nothing ever truly goes away. You have to turn over the stones and find the hidden things to really heal yourself.

It's not what we do it's why we do it. And it goes further than that. When we do things because we love others, we often heal ourselves in the process.

If given the chance, what would you do if you could go back to the beginning with all the knowledge you have now?