I will be doing interviews with people that suffer mental illnesses. Each interview will have a subject to focus on. My hope is that we will help others understand that they are not alone and there are all types of people that suffer.
Todays interview will feature a soon to be mother. She will tell us about the struggles she has faced due to her mental illnesses and how she defeated them. Pregnancy does not always mean perfect beautiful glow and astounding preciousness. Sometimes it is hard, especially for those that have a battle within.
The above infograph lists all of the things I have been taught to do during a panic attack. They have all worked for me someway or another.
Sometimes one will work and never work again. Sometimes you only need one or you need them all. Every attack might need a different method or some of you may find one and forever stick to it.
I know, I know…as a mother, cooking can seem like (and sometimes is) the last thing you want to do. I have many of these kinds of days where we end up getting take out. But hear me out as to why cooking can actually be self care.
I think we can all agree that cooking is a hobby just as much as it can be a profession.
I would never consider myself a chef, but my daughter would. She is always telling me I can be on Masterchef. I CANNOT, trust me.
But I find a lot of joy in cooking. The entire process usually makes me pretty happy. I turn on the radio and pour me the optional glass of wine. And I just have my moment.
I have been addicted to planners long before adulthood. I would completely utilize my planner given to me in school and get made fun of. But guess who made good grades? Me.
This is my 10 reasons why I feel like everyone should be using a planner.
I just recently moved and was unpacking all my books over the weekend. The amount of journal and self help books I have that range from teen to adult is impressive. I realized then that I really have been trying to take care of my emotions for a super long time.
I have been battling with this my entire life. And its only been since I was in my late twenties to figure out that I was living my life totally wrong for what I need to thrive.
I have been practicing coping skills hardcore for a good 3 years. It took me having to go to a mental health faculty to relearn how to take care of my self. And that is all coping skills or self care is…taking care of yourself.
Before getting started I figured I would first explain who I am, my routine and why I need the routine. Being a functional adult unfortunately does not come easy for me. For years I felt lazy and believed I would amount to nothing. A lot of these feelings stemmed from the opinion of others. Like at my graduation party, my boyfriend at the time told my mother and grandmother, “you know she will never do anything she says she’s going to do.”
My mother took me aside and told me what he said, explaining to me how wrong he was and that he was not a good boyfriend. I didn’t listen to her and held on to this awful opinion of me for over 10 years. I won’t get into how my other relationships have been, but they were abusive. I do not think I ever developed self acceptance. Which leads to years and years of bullying my own self. Nothing has ever been good enough to make me feel like I have worth.