How many times have I felt this anxiety before? And how many times was the anxiety ‘correct’?!
This year I’ve experienced a constant stream of setbacks, of varying degrees of seriousness: minor administrative life hassle, major family tragedy, missed career opportunities, painful emotional entanglements, idiotic breakages, unexpected financial demands.
At times, it’s felt as if the universe was sending me regular doses of deliberate punishment.
As a kid, I never understood why adults were so slow. Surely it would be more natural to run around and bounce and clamber – what was wrong with them? Why were all adults so lazy?!
Now I’m (allegedly) an adult, I get it: We’re not lazy… we’re just exhausted.
Do your attempts to be kind to yourself ever backfire?
I’ve noticed lately that my moments of self-generosity are occasionally actively unhelpful to me:
Ideas of what to do when you discover anxiety.
I used to get lost trying to find the reason I’m anxious. But the reason why doesn’t always matter.
[post status: a little rough, but there’s something useful buried in here!] Here’s some advice you might hear if you’re dealing with anxiety: “It doesn’t matter WHY you’re struggling, accept the feelings and focus instead on the present” Sounds great. But, then, so does this: “we should confront and heal our past traumas so they…
[post status: a quick & messy throwaway thought] It’s a two-way street between our feelings and our actions. Sometimes we perform well because we’re confident, but acting confident also helps our performance. Hence the popular advice: “Fake it till you make it!”
It’s surprisingly easy to forget these things about ourselves:
I find it useful to think of my anxiety as coming from three different sources with three different solutions.