Anxiety had me like whoa

Let me tell you how anxiety kept me from breathing and thinking straight. This past weekend I met 23 incredible women. Thanks to TikTok, I came across a page called Latina Mom Squad. Sometime after they posted something about having a Facebook group ( I love Facebook groups), I joined and saw they host events all over, and women who are Latina moms meet and just empower one another in so many ways. 
I asked if we could have an event in my older area and was assigned as host for the event. 
If you suffer from anxiety, you know that at first, we think everything's under control and that you go this… so as they say gets closer, we start to feel like we don’t (even though everything is cool). 
I am a great host for house parties, dinners, and other smaller get-togethers but not an event for stranger Latinas. I was scared. I had never hosted something for complete strangers. I kept thinking that everything would go wrong. 
On the morning of the event, I was having difficulty even breathing normally. I kid you not, I was not my normal, confident, organized self. I didn’t go to the gym. I didn’t get to clean my house. I didn’t even meditate. I was all out of whack. 
The time came and I had to be on my way. At some point during my commute, I noticed that I was sweating. I mean, my armpits were drenched. What? TOO MUCH INFORMATION? That’s the point of a blog! Duh! 
Back to my sweat… 
I grabbed two napkins, I put them under each armpit and 10 seconds later- bam, they were drenched too. 
I just couldn’t believe that I was sweating so badly. That’s when I had to pause and get myself together. I was able to collect myself after some breathwork exercises. 

After some location changes, because the original location was packed, we finally met at a restaurant and a beautiful group of 24 women met for the first time, all hugs, all smiles, and all love! It was one of the most beautiful experiences I have ever had. 

All Latina women/mothers of Latin children gathered, talked, ate, and shared drinks like sisters. 

I left thinking, I am glad I never flaked out. I am glad I pushed through the anxiety and met these beautiful women. I also met another small part of me. I learned that I am a fighter. I fight through troubling times and always come through stronger. 

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