tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899528806545725735.post7256341377662155048..comments2023-07-22T05:21:59.615-04:00Comments on Lat43: Conquering FearLatitude 43http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482326023480150403noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899528806545725735.post-82132306717490689762016-02-22T10:14:01.416-05:002016-02-22T10:14:01.416-05:00Good to have you back blogging. That Twitter crap...Good to have you back blogging. That Twitter crap posted on FB makes no sense and worse...it's not funny. We like funny. Keep on keeping on. Sabrina and Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04460271699538815720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899528806545725735.post-19401325660812942162016-02-19T16:24:46.538-05:002016-02-19T16:24:46.538-05:00Hilarious! Great Stories and writing.Hilarious! Great Stories and writing.Phil Geehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05323719162390671942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-899528806545725735.post-83666235673521307602016-02-19T13:57:48.087-05:002016-02-19T13:57:48.087-05:00I love reading your posts about anxiety because it...I love reading your posts about anxiety because it makes me feel normal. I'm with Deb completely on the shallow water thing, except for me, it begins to get shallow (and thus the stress hormones begin pumping) when it's less than 50 feet deep. It's true. I'm always worried there is an uncharted rock right in front of us, or that the bottom has somehow changed and will suddenly zoom right up under the keel, because, hey, that has happened. This summer we when we motored into Clayoquot Sound there was a bank we had to cross that extended all the way into the sound and up quite a ways. It was basically a flat 20 feet all the way in. Mike chose that time to turn the wheel over to me. Sure, he gets to steer out on the open sea where there the depth is super deep and I have no anxiety at all. Then when the water gets shallow it's my turn. Thanks alot. I was so stressed out by the time we were getting close to anchoring I had to just turn it over to him. Stress hormones in the brain. They're the devil. LittleCunningPlan.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15459050510084587089noreply@blogger.com