I’ve spent countless hours trying to sidestep fear, taking the long route to dodge those intimidating woods. It’s a tiring and lonely journey, filled with its own hurdles and devoid of any reliable navigation. My path was scattered with compulsions and unspoken distress, as I held myself accountable for outcomes I couldn’t control—creating a false sense of security in the process. I wore my mask well, which only deepened my solitude.
When I see my 6-year-old, Emma, grappling with anxiety, I worry that one day she might retreat within herself, and it could be too late for me to break through that haze and pull her back. I know it sounds a bit dramatic, but that’s the nature of anxiety. It magnifies our fears, emphasizes our lack of control, and dares us to confront them.
“Mommy, I’m scared. I dreamed that the fire alarm went off, and I didn’t hear it, and the house caught on fire, and I died,” Emma told me one night.
As I listened to her recount this nightmare, my brain screamed its own alarm. My experience with anxiety made this feel all too relatable. For me, it was tornadoes; for her, it was fires and smoke alarms. What should be a normal, albeit anxious, fear of fire had morphed into a full-blown terror of the very device meant to save us. Even a steamy bathroom sent her into a panic. At one point, she asked if the windows were too high to jump out of—my little girl was imagining leaping out of windows!
Emma is a natural worrier, and the fire fear was just one example. That particular anxiety did eventually fade, but what about the next one? I can offer her reassurance and a solid plan, but the line between being prepared and inadvertently reinforcing her fears is blurred. I want to teach her how to face her challenges head-on, but how can I do that while I’m still figuring out my own path?
As parents, we often hope our children will embody the best parts of us, adopting our values or even joining the family business. But with the good comes the bad—there’s no checklist to follow at conception. She has my creative spirit and love for all things shiny, but she might also inherit my anxiety. I just hope she got her dad’s talent for music to balance out her knack for misplacing things right in front of her.
It’s crucial to remember that our children are not carbon copies of us. They’re unique individuals, a blend of our traits and their own. Some struggles will feel familiar, while others will be theirs to navigate.
My goal is to equip her with the tools to venture into those metaphorical woods and find her way back out. I want her to understand that anxiety is a clingy frenemy—trying to protect her but often overstepping its bounds. It’s not a sign of failure; rather, it’s a part of the journey. Anxiety isn’t a destination, nor is it a place to set up camp.
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Summary
In this reflective piece, Laura Jennings shares her journey of helping her daughter, Emma, cope with anxiety. By acknowledging her own struggles, she seeks to guide Emma through her fears, emphasizing the importance of facing challenges rather than avoiding them. Laura aims to equip her daughter with the necessary tools to navigate anxiety and understand it as a part of life, not a permanent state.