So here I am. Just finished work. I have tomorrow off and i am currently sat in Starbucks drinking an eggnog latte listening to Nat king Cole waiting for Andrew to finish work…This is my definition of bliss. I’m not rushed. I don’t have anywhere to be. I don’t have to worry about what time I’m going to bed so I’m not tired tomorrow. I’m looking out at all the people enjoying the Christmas Markets in the centre of Manchester, lights twinkling. No one looking at me sat on my own. That’s something I do quite love about city life, you can sit alone in a cafe or in a restaurant and no one looks at you like your crazy. No one will look your way, your lost at sea. 🙂
Anyway getting on with what this blog post was meant to start as is my own way of battling stress. A few years ago in my late teens I suffered quite badly with panic attacks and anxiety so now I do my upmost to remain as calm as possible.
If something annoys me I don’t hold it in.
This may seem obvious to the more out spoken out there but I suffer from a sometimes almost debilitating politeness. Instead of being blunt and possibly sounding rude I have always tended to keep my mouth shut. Holding my tongue did absolutely nothing but crush my confidence and make me apologise for everything… When I married my husband that pretty much stopped that, he has provided me with more than a wedding ring but also with a spine. I now stand up for my self. If someone is rude and obnoxious I stay quite polite but make it very clear that they are not. This has stopped me stressing over quite alot of “never going to happen” scenarios where I get punched in a coffee shop for telling the tender he has mixed up my drink. We all end up happy if I speak up.
I have never been an obsessive of my weight or of music. But combined they have helped solve a problem I feel everyone has an issue with. Self confidence or a lack of and over eating. Sometimes when I’m having a fat ugly day when nothing feels right I have taken to eating all the wrong foods in vast quantities to make me feel better and therefore making me feel worse about myself in the long run…well not any more…now I listen to music that makes me feel like a sex kitten…I’ve called it my sexy play list and I have everything from britney spears to disturbed on there. If it makes me feel hot I listen to it…suddenly that cake doesn’t seem all that appealing now and I just want to shake my ass around the living room 😉
I spend hours in there. Playing on my un waterproof phone…smart right? But anyway. Andrew plays his play station and I catch up on blogs and my youtube subscriptions. Topping up the hot water as I get chilly. This combined with the an essential oil of my choice and some deep breathing exercises I’m set for another busy day at work.
Now I know that this really isn’t an extensive list and I know some people really do suffer from anxiety that only doctors can help with, but from my own personal experiences it was simply a case of letting things build up and not venting until it was a big explosion of emotion! Wish isn’t helpful or healthy.
I now try to live in the moment… If.I can’t solve the problem right there and then I try to let it go until I can… If I can do something, I do…
My own random saying is that I’m the only person that spends so much time with me so I might as well make it a pleasant experience 🙂
I hope this has helped.
Much Love, Helen x