If I had to name an important tool from my childhood that has helped me in my recovery from depression and anxiety, it would be the discipline I mastered in order to learn how to play Rachmaninoff’s “Prelude in C-Sharp Minor” on the baby grand piano my grandmother left to me.
Discipline is the one essential piece of recovery that can carry you from day one to day two.
It’s all discipline. Making your body do something over and over again until your mind finally shows up to the appointment and is clued into the action that you are supposed to be enjoying.
I’m lucky in that I was born an obedient and dutiful kid–as most of us are who live with anxiety. My mom never had to remind me to do my homework because I was already afraid of what would happen if I didn’t–my teacher would frown with disappointment, a facial expression that would stay with me for, say, 20 years.
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