Unafraid I drove to Nashville to attend a Pickn' Party with some friends...
This last weekend I was BOLD... Unafraid I drove to Nashville to attend a Pickn' Party with some friends...
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This week I am postponing writing about 'boundaries'...I am struggling, and I think I would like to just be honest with you...this journey to freedom from anxiety and depression is one that is never over... Yesterday, in a Facebook group I am a part of we were challenged... "“I believe in you.” We all like notes of encouragement – a few words from someone who believes in us can make our day when the journey gets tough. Today, be that someone – but this time, write a note of encouragement TO YOU." This was surprisingly difficult to write...I just stared at the screen, and when I began to type it was slow, deliberate, and tears were involved... You guys, I felt like a fraud...trying so hard to work on my 'dream' to help others find freedom from anxiety while I am still dealing with it on a regular basis seems really disingenuous and the last thing I want to do is pretend like once you have learned some coping skills, and decided if you could benefit from medication it is all rainbows and unicorns, because it isn't...and this week I am going to speak more to that... Here is the letter I wrote to myself... To: April Do I believe everything I wrote? Yes
Do I believe it everyday? No The last two weeks have been hard...I have been failing at something I previously thought would be fairly easy...The change in seasons, resulting in the sun being gone a lot and night coming at around 6:30pm, has affected me more than usual...I have two and a half months left on unemployment and the opportunities feel non-existent... financial stress has recently began as a result of being unemployed for almost four months...and there is a relationship in my life that is complicated and I am grieving as I figure out what the 'normal' will be... I have been tired, anxious, easily frustrated, impatient, and the one that is the hardest to explain to others is being sensitive to my surroundings...sounds are louder than normal and hurt my ears, order is important and things need to be in their place or I become incredibly anxious...this results in my looking/being difficult when what I really need is someone to say, "I understand that doing things this way is going to make you feel less stressed and I love you enough to do that right now...or "I know you get hypersensitive to sounds and surroundings when you are stressed, how can I make it better?" I encourage you to write a letter to yourself...you don't have to share it with anyone but I would love to know how it felt to write it...were you surprised by your reaction? I hope you don't mind my taking this detour... Carelessly, April Tuesday I reflected on a time that I had a toxic person in my life, and yesterday I gave a definition of a toxic person and provided some questions for you to answer to see if there are any toxic people in your life...Today I want to give you some ways to protect yourself when dealing with the 'toxic' people of life... Yesterday I introduced you to the concept of toxic people and recounted a story about a toxic person in my past... Toxic People, we all have them in our lives...the people who drain the life out of you when you are with them...they come in all varieties; selfish, negative, demanding, demeaning... Hey guys...I am sorry I have been off on the posts this last week...the goal is for these to be posted on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday...and the scheduled will return to normal tomorrow...I so appreciate your support, and patience as I make this my routine...remember today I am answering the questions I asked on the 10th from the perspective of my past and present...go here to refresh your brain... Yesterday I shared the turning point my in journey when I realized that the way I coped with being 'out of control' was to become anxious and protect myself... The realization that anxiety was present when I felt out of control came in the second week of treatment... |