Today as I was driving, I felt a familiar constriction in my chest. Then I sighed. Followed by a yawn, and a second sigh. Oh dear – I thought to myself – I’m in fight or flight mode. Now, recognising this in itself is an amazing feat. As someone who has struggled with anxiety since I was six, it has taken me upward of 20 years to learn how to read these warning signs in my body alerting me to an impending ‘danger’ created by my mind, and my mind alone.
I love to exercise. I love to run, walk, play netball. It makes my mind and body feel good. I have always enjoyed exercising, and playing sport (it’s my competitive spirit), although it has only been recently that I have realised the huge impact it makes on my mental health and mood. I actually can’t believe I didn’t notice this sooner. However these last two years I have learnt so much about myself and really started listening to what my body is trying to tell me, it’s only taken 30years!
Because....I've been doing a lot of reminiscing lately. Reminiscing and recollecting. Particularly about defining moments in career that occurred last year. I found myself disillusioned last year. It was only the beginning of the school year and I feel both lost and confused. I didn't know if I was coming or going. Whether I was Arthur or Martha. Eventually, after consulting with other colleagues and talking to trusted friends, I decided to go and see my boss. After all, as my boss she did have a duty of care to me I was told....
I am proud to be talking about my journey through anxiety and postnatal depression. It was an incredibly challenging time having experienced it with both of my children, but, after having gone through it, I am now a better, healthier and happier person and for that, I am grateful. I hope that by sharing my story it will give hope to parents facing the same challenges that, even in the darkest days, recovery is possible.
When I woke up this morning it was dreary, rainy and cold. I felt tired, lethargic and sleep deprived. Fast forward a few hours and I feel refreshed, rejuvenated, relaxed, fulfilled and stimulated. All because of one little choice I had made earlier in the week. A decision to 'put myself out there' so to speak.
I'm currently reading the book 'Wonder' by R.J Palacio with my students at the moment. And I can honestly say that all of us (me included) are loving it. Early in the book, August's English teacher Mr Browne introduces the class to the idea of 'precepts', which he explains are rules about 'really important' things. The one he uses as an example is 'who we are'.
I see you as you tuck your head into your hands I feel the way your mind scrambles As you try to overthink every possible situation I feel the way your self-doubt seeps into your chest Making your heart heavy I know who you are, who you really are Beneath the insecurity that you wear as a mask I see your beauty, your imperfections, Your flaws and your scars If I told you that you are beautiful Would you believe me?
My name's Amy, I'm 22 years old and I'm currently recovering from an 9 year battle with depression, complex PTSD and anxiety. It all began when I was 3 and my father passed away unexpectedly due to a heart attack... I don't think that my mother ever truly recovered, and her pain allowed her to easily fall victim to the years of physical, sexual, mental and spiritual abuse that were to follow.
Yes, strange title but I’m hoping you’ll catch on in a minute… Body Image (noun) - the perception a person has of their physical self and the thoughts and feelings that result from that perception. Body Image; it sounds like such an ugly word, but why is that? Maybe it’s because more times than not we associate body image as something negative, the way we view our self, the way we are constantly comparing ourselves to everyone else.
Hi my name is Taylor Williams, I am 24 (almost 25 but we will keep that on the low) I live with my partner of 6 years, we have the most beautiful puppy dog, I am currently studying journalism at the University of South Australia, and I work casual in a retail store. I have anxiety. I’m not afraid or embarrassed anymore. My anxiety is part of who I am. I was diagnosed about 7 years ago and I have been on a journey ever since.
After spending 14 years in the rat race binging on alcohol and taking drugs, I had a rude awakening in 2016 and realised life needed to change there and then. I chose to break free from everything I had known and live a life of freedom and self development. I was sick of experiencing chronic anxiety and bouts of depression week in week out due to the way I was living my life.
How you see your body is perceptual body image. Which basically means how you see yourself is different to how other people see you. We are our worst critics and this can have a huge effect on how you feel day to day. While some aspects of your body can be changed and altered like muscle definition and weight. Other body aspects cannot be changed. It is so important that you understand there is no right or wrong and there is no ‘perfect body type’.
I am a distributor for Young Living essential oils and my aim is to educate as many people as I can on the amazing benefits of using essential oils, and also how to cut out many chemicals from your homes. Did you know the average person uses 300 chemicals a day?! Yep! And 80 of these are used before breakfast! Most chemicals are found in your shampoo, face wash, make-up and hair care products.
This is an issue that needs to be talked about more. Small business, medium business, large corporations, whatever business structure and size you are, it's time for me to say that IT IS OKAY to employ people with mental illness. People just like myself are functioning and can be a fantastic asset of your business.
The words spoken by someone who clearly doesn't understand mental health. I have just recently quit my job to go out on my own and pursue my own dreams as my business is booming. The last few months has been, let's just say less than impressive at work, events that occurred and words that were spoken really gave me that push to trust myself and get out of a toxic environment where my anxiety seemed to breed.
Have you ever watched one of those sad movies where the police come to the door to let someone know that their family member has died. Or the dreaded phone call asking if you are a member of this persons family. On February 24th 2011 it was a normal day for me at work. Woke up had breakfast, went to work. Getting on with my day finally in the busy hairdressing salon I was working in came time for me to grab a bite to eat and I ducked out to grab some lunch and fresh air.
For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Mel. Nice to meet you! I’m glad are reading this post and I hope it gives you what you need today. My story is one of darkness and light, struggle and triumph, good and evil. I am so relieved and proud to say that I conquered my darkness, my struggles and my evil – though I did not do it alone.
So I'm that type of girl who dated a stripper, not 2 but 3 divorcees, a guy named Rusty and a younger guy. Yep I laugh hard now thats all in the past but seriously wtf was I thinking at the time....hahahaha !! Now I've also had a long term relationship and boy that did not end well. I blamed myself for ages coz I felt sooo guilty how I treated him in the end. I've worked through that but I won't lie that relationship partially destroyed me for a while there....
Nearly 3 years ago to the day, my body had reached its breaking point. I put it through hell for over 10 years, that on top of a bad breakup and leaving the safety of my job of 10 years to start my own business, I had finally tipped over the edge and I suffered my very first panic attack. That was the day that I'd convinced myself I was going to die.
“I’m fine.” The biggest two worded lie ever spoken. It is such an automatic, generic response when queried about how you are feeling or why you are acting, speaking, talking or behaving in such a way. I will be honest – I am one of the biggest users of this lie. It is easier to dismiss your true and unfiltered thoughts and feelings then admit to others – and ourselves – that something is wrong. Why though?
This is a tiny snippet throughout a very difficult time in my career, past relationships and home life. For me I believe it comes down to mental illness and bottling things up. Lets go through the last 8 years.... I have been diagnosed with generalised anxiety, panic disorder, social anxiety and most recently schizoaffective bipolar type disorder. I also suffer with obsessive compulsive disorder, agriphobia and hypocrondia.
"Just. Be. Kind", I'd tell myself as I've tried to call Danny 30 times in the last few months, but I was always met with a phone that rung out and a voicemail message. I never left a message though. I would just text and say "hey, just calling for a chat, what's up?' I would always be greeted with an immediate reply text. "Hey, sorry I'm not in a good way... not up for talking on the phone".
Going through something so terrifying and painful has brought me so much happiness and knowledge. When you are in the depths of it, you don’t see anything good that could possibly come out of the experience. But as time passes, things start to fall into place and you realise why you had to go through what you went through. To become the person you are today.
I don’t know when or why it started. Only that it did. What I do recall is the day I realised it was creeping into my life, slowly but surely, interfering with every day interactions. On the 12th of July, I had a misunderstanding with my sister who had recently received devastating news. It was silly, but quickly blew out of proportion. My mind catastrophized the situation. What had happened? What had I done?
In February this year we found out we were expecting our second child. Naturally we were both very excited with this news. Weeks went on, everything was going well. My belly was growing and I could feel my baby moving constantly. We bought second car seats for both of our cars. We bought a single bed in preparation for moving our daughter out of her cot and set up a new room for her.
I allowed my emotions and thoughts to take over me at one point. It was 2009 where I wanted to end it.. 8 years later, being here is something I would never take for granted again. And through all these years never once had that thought ever again. And have been blessed with a beautiful daughter and loving husband. It was all about time and acceptance.Time allows you to grow, to learn, to live. It holds a magical bliss where the darkness can become a place where you can feel peace. Where negative thoughts turn into positives. And realising that, that empty feeling only relies on you.
“Take a deep breath”, “you’re fine”, “1, 2, 3”, “there is nothing to worry about, calm down”. These are some of the mantras I repeat to myself before, during & after an anxiety attack. I concentrate on my breathing exercise – in through the nose count to 10 out through the mouth count to 10 & repeat. This doesn’t always work and I usually last until the count of 5 before full panic sets in.
Being someone that has mental health issues and an illness can be quite disparaging to say the least. Society teaches us that we are to put up our guards and create this façade of ‘okay’. Since when did okay become alright and acceptable? Okay is bland and boring and doesn’t really say anything. Okay does not cut the mustard. If you were to ask someone how they are going and they respond with ‘okay’, you have wasted your question.
A 5 yo girl comes up to me and asks, "What's wrong with your arms?" My answer? "I used to be sick, but I'm ok now".. I love the innocence and honesty of children. I love it because most of the time adults are thinking the same thing but rather than asking they making assumptions and judgements. Rather than staring I'd much rather that you ask "what's wrong with your arm's".
That ache. This pain. Those symptoms of “I don’t know what’s the matter with me, something isn’t right”. Throughout my studying and reading I have seen many examples of negative thoughts and feelings manifesting into physical ailments. Not to mention through my own experiences. Think about it, when you feel like everything has got on top of you because you have so much to do, or you are feeling sad, or you are feeling worried, you soon start to develop headaches, tiredness, colds and tummy trouble.