Dear Tiffany,
Actual quote from earlier this evening, ‘stop joking! What if I lose the use of my hands! I will not be able to do ANY OF MY WORK AND WE WILL STARVE!!!!!’
Gloom Fairy, you are so good at managing your anxiety.
You float above that monster-infested ocean of panic on your weird sparkly little wings and like, wow. It’s like… *waving tentacles, the kind with stabby parts not the kind with just sucker parts, cracking thunder, lightning, screaming monster sounds*… and you’re just like *wings beating frantically, grinmacing, deploying Self-Care and Narrative Strategies like it’s your job (hilarious!), totally getting your foot snagged by a tentacle ? oh shit.*
But anyway you’re trying to be funny because you’re ashamed of how scared you are of losing (further) mobility and physical strength/ability/flexibility/whatever.
You probably don’t have carpal tunnel syndrome. You are probably not going to lose the use of your hands. You are probably going to be okay.
And either way, I love you.
Keep flapping, Gloom Fairy. Monsters are badass but you’re badass too, and you’re pretty good at befriending them anyway.
Love,
Me