I think that maybe my anxiety is me running away from pain, running away from judgement, running away from life. I run because I’m so afraid of pain, I’m so afraid of messing up, I’m so afraid of judgement (from myself and others), and as a result I am almost always anxious… and its kind of numbing….. it’s kind of an addiction, even though I hate it and I just want to relax and enjoy my beautiful children and my beautiful life before it slips away. Like the lady with the TED talk I referenced in my first post explained, you can’t numb out the bad without also numbing out the good…. and again as I (and Brenne Brown) discussed in my first post, the solution is to embrace it. Embrace the pain, and embrace my own vulnerability and uncertainty. And then maybe, just maybe, I won’t have to run any more.