Tag: social anxiety

Word of the Year: BOLD

Jan 7, 2026

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, BOLD, friendship, grief, journaling, mental health, mindfulness, people-pleasing, self-care, social anxiety

I’m stepping into 2026 with BOLD authenticity and can’t wait to see what’s next.
ToR Parade

Jan 6, 2026

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NicoleHerronWrites

in family, journaling, mother worry, parenting, recharging, school, separation anxiety, social anxiety, travel anxiety

We’re back from Pasadena and the Tournament of Roses Parade filled with memories to last a lifetime!
Improv II

Dec 19, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, cognitive distortions, exposure therapy, Growth, journaling, vulnerability

Getting ready for Improv II showcase and remembering that scared does not mean can’t.
Bait and Switch

Dec 3, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, author, hope, intuition, journaling, mental health, social anxiety, Trust, vulnerability, Writer’s Journey, writing

It’s hard to trust people anymore. Everyone seems to have an ulterior motive and find sneaky ways to prey on hopeful individuals. Lesson learned: If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.
Vacation over

Nov 17, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, BOLD, cognitive distortions, exposure therapy, family, Growth, journaling, lessons, mental health, social anxiety, time anxiety, travel anxiety, triggers, Vegas

Now that I’m back home and looking back on my trip with my sister, I am reflecting on how it all went. My husband asked me in the car on the way back home and I said, “It was great. It would have been different if I was with someone other than my sister, but…
Vegas – Friday

Nov 15, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, BOLD, family, Growth, journaling, social anxiety, triggers, Vegas

It’s our first full day in Vegas and I’m still marveling at how calmly I’ve approached getting around. This morning we were both up early due to the time difference from home. We went down to breakfast, then decided to try out the hot tub here at the hotel. Before we knew it, it was…
Feeling Buried

Oct 28, 2025

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Niki Herron

in aging, anxiety, cognitive distortions, depression, family, health anxiety, journaling, mental health, mother worry, parenting, people-pleasing, perfectionism, personality, shame, social anxiety

Life has a tendency to just keep life-ing. I can start to feel on top of things, only to be smacked down by the unexpected. Monkey had a very specific idea in their head about what they wanted to be for Halloween (yes, my teen is very much still into dress up). We went to…
Improv Level I

Oct 23, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, creativity, discovery, journaling, social anxiety, socializing

I finally did it. My husband has been taking classes and performing at The Comedy Arena for the last several years and everyone has been asking me when I would be taking a class. Last year I did take Storytelling, but that was writing and memorizing a personal story that was rehearsed and performed alone.…
A little encouragement

Oct 9, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, author, cognitive distortions, defective, depression, Feedback, INFJ, introvert, journaling, mental health, perfectionism, self promotion, shame, social anxiety, subscribers, vulnerability

The tough thing about healing is that it’s not linear. One day you can feel like you could take on the world, and the next day a poorly timed comment can send you back under the covers. But here’s the thing: I know it doesn’t last. Yes, I’m feeling discouraged. Yes, I have days that…
Showcase Recap

Sep 29, 2025

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NicoleHerronWrites

in anxiety, author, cognitive distortions, creativity, Debut, defective, exposure therapy, Growth, journaling, lessons, mental health, people-pleasing, perfectionism, planning, sale, self promotion, social anxiety, triggers, vulnerability, Writer’s Journey, writing, Writing Challenges/Events

Saturday, I shared a table at the Garland public library’s author showcase. I prepped/planned for it for more than a week, ordering goodies at the last minute and even making some of my own. This is what I brought: Even with only one book under my belt, my half of the table was packed with…