I have been working on several embroidery projects. And am falling in love. Every night I get closer to completing a project, feeling the power of transferring my (at times overwhelming) fear and anxiety in to tiny stitches.
There is some science behind the thought of crafting as a way of working shit out. (link) I am a true believer.
Today was a pretty bad day. I came home and hugged my husband, cried a little, did some TaiChi (wonderfully lame thing I have started to do), and embroidered a lot. I finished the giant peach zinnia and made leaves. So fulfilling and definitely therapeutic.
As I stitch, I imagine the finished product and how much joy it will give me or the recipient. And progress reliably comes. Stitches in, worry out.
weeknight quilting 
I love this! I have started needlepoint, with the same effect. So cathartic!
I so want to try needlepoint. I have a free month of creativebug and I just watched a class. Can’t wait to try.
Do it! It’s so lovely. MIss you!