Look who showed up to class on Tuesday this week. That's right, this girl did! If you are picturing me bouncing around like Honey Boo Boo on go-go juice, you are correctly envisioning me right now.
I've decided to save my celeb chat for celeb day (duh!) which is tomorrow. Which is good because today I am slightly inspired to go back to touching on one of my favorite post subjects... Anxiety. Woooh, that relative we love to hate. My sweet friend Dani, whom I've known since the good ol' LJ dayzz, inspired this one. So, you can thank her for me bringing my anxiety to class for show and tell today. Or you can yell at her if you hate it, too.
Kidding. Yell at me instead, Dani is too sweet for that nonsense.
Like I've said before, I am currently unmedicated for said anxiety because I'm the kind of messed up chick who enjoys feeling crazy. Ok, not really crazy, but I like to know there's some emotions hiding in me somewhere from time to time.
That is until Uncle Anxiety comes to town and completely jacks up my day.
How do I cope with my anxiety?
That is the question.
Ok, not really. Don't have me committed to AA just yet.
My name is Whitney....
Here's the real deal - I meditate.
I sit in silence and I force every ounce of outside noise to be gone.
I close my eyes and picture myself in a empty white room with no responsibilities.
I take a deep breath in for 4 seconds. I hold that breath in for 4 seconds. I exhale that breath for 4 seconds.
Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
I repeat until I'm feeling more centered and back in control of my emotions.
Once I'm feeling more centered I make a to-do list.
It can include anything from feeding the dogs to finishing a wedding edit.
Put it all on there - big or small. Anything that could possibly be weighing on me.
This always helps me realize that sometimes things just have to wait until tomorrow.
And that's completely okay.
I remind myself of my favorite mantra.
(feel free to steal this for your phone, too!)
I have it on my phone too... just in case I forget it.
You know, because I forget things a lot.
Last, but certainly not least, have a glass of wine.
This time I'm serious.
Do something to indulge. To make yourself feel relaxed.
For me, it's a glass(es) of wine. It might be different for you (maybe you like tequila?).
Either way. It's ok to indulge on the days you have to deal with Uncle Anxiety.
He's a big pain in the ass. Treat yourself.
Usually one, or a combination of a few, of these does the trick.
Even if I have to
wash.rinse. repeat multiple times during the day - for me, it just works.
What do you do to kick Uncle Anxiety to the curb?