How To Kick Anxieties Ass| Collab w/ Nicculent!

Hello lovelies, and welcome back to Adultish! Now as you know if you’ve been following my blog for any amount of time I am about as anxious as they come. I’m talking I can’t tie my shoes if I am hesitant about my breakfast choice kind of anxious. Anxiety is such a complex “thing” (let’s not call it a disorder just to be nice). Nicculent has done an amazing job at outlining what anxiety is, and how to tell if you have it. This is a collaboration we have worked hard on and to get the full effect make sure you check out her blog on this as well! In this blog we will talk about ways to manage your anxiety… and let me tell you, I have definitely found some tricks along the way!

Firstly, I think it’s really important to come to terms with the idea that you are anxious. I don’t believe in hiding your feelings and hoping they will go away. That’s the equivalent of putting a blanket over a pile of laundry and pretending it’s folded- while we have all been guilty, we are just lying to ourselves.

Now that you know you’re an anxious little bundle of emotions, try to rationally think about what it is that’s making you anxious. Take your anxiety as an opportunity to reevaluate your current situation and ask yourself what could be done to resolve the problem. This takes a tremendous effort to step outside of the “feelings” box you are in and enter a happier place.

This happy place can be whatever you want it to be. Think beach, forest, at home with your partner, with your parents, or alone in a bath tub with a bottle of wine (guilty). When you become anxious think about this happy place, it will lower your heart rate and allow your thoughts to swim a bit slower so you can actually *think* about what is going on.

While you are rationally thinking about your life and visualizing yourself in a tub as big as the Ganges river, your thoughts can either be happy or good. Usually when we are anxious we are also mean to ourselves. Thoughts like “why didn’t I do this, ugh so stupid!” swim around and that hammers us into an even more anxious little ball of emotion. Instead of letting your “mean voice” control the scene, allow the positive voice to come into play. Think “I know this didn’t go as planned, but what can I do now.”. When we think negatively we charge the vicious cycle of anxiety. When we think positively, we calm the cycle, we ground ourselves and become more realistic in our thinking.

Now of course not everything is that easy, and it takes a very strong mind and heart to implement these steps as they are mentally challenging. But what you already know about anxiety is that certain things will serve as triggers to your anxiety. For me, I am most anxious when my apartment isn’t clean, or when I don’t get enough sleep. Situations out of my control that make me anxious is when I think someone is mad at me. These things I might not have complete control over and to think my apartment can be immaculate at all times is just a psychotic thought I have given up on. So instead, I learned to change my approach. If I think someone is mad at me, I rationally think if I have upset them, and even if I have, I tell myself I can not allow it to steal my joy.

It’s not like everytime you are experiencing severe anxiety that you have to play along with these mind game mentioned above. Sometimes you need a quicker, more realistic “fix’. This is when I recommend the following:

  • Talk to a friend, let them in, and maybe cry a little. It’s good for your soul and you will feel lighter- I pinky promise.
  • Go for a walk outside. Sunshine helps with your mood so much, and getting your body moving will make your mind stop.
  • EAT. Make sure you eat something throughout the day. I have noticed if I accidentally skimp on meals that my anxiety is 10x worse. I think it is the sugar crash.
  • Write it out. Take all of your anxious little feelings and thoughts and give them another home other than your mind. As the words form on your paper let them stay there, and do not give them permission to come back into your thoughts.
  • Talk to a doctor. When my anxiety and depression was at its worse I went to the doctor and was prescribed medicine that helped me SO much. I was still able to function, and it gave me the ability to live my life. When I got off the medicine I was left with a better understanding of which situations should instill anxiety and which one’s my brain was taking too far.

I hope this blog was helpful to someone! These were my tricks along the way to becoming a less anxious person, and how I think I was able to really overcome being diagnosed with anxiety. I hope you check out Nicculents blog as well and show her some love!

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Give Me All The Coffee

Welcome back! Now, let’s get into the nitty gritty. I think I may be overdoing it this week, not going to lie. Here’s a break down of my week–

Monday- Work event- at work from 7am- 7:30pm.

Tuesday- At work at 6:30, proctor, 3 meetings and a crap ton of homework. Oh, and I need to make a diaper cake for Wednesday, work project #1 due.

Wednesday- Baby shower I planned for two people. Food, decorations, 4 hours of set up and countless email. Homework due. You need to grocery shop.

Thursday- proctor, work on collab blog, clean up Stan The Man/ Boy Friend Not Boyfriends house for his pending arrival, big work project #2 due, set up for another work event.

Friday- Work event, homework due, collab blog due, work project #3 due, death.

I just want to know why I said “yes” to the diaper cake. I’ve gotta learn to say no! But let’s be real; the diaper cake isn’t stressing me out, it’s just the work load right now.

In other fascinating news, ToBeAdultish now has a Facebook page! And a Twitter! And needs a nap!!

All of the work stress and starting a new class on Monday has affected my sleep- I am dreaming I am at work and alligators are coming to class. What?!

I found gluten free donuts and they taste just like I would imagine fairy dust to taste like, only with the slightest hint of cardboard.

I have shaved my legs everyday this week, and yet missed a spot every single time. How does this happen?

It was 113 degrees the other day and I melted.

That’s your beautifully summarized coffee talk this week my lovely friends. Stay tuned for something super great to happen on Friday!!

 

 

Vegas Friends Name, My New Diet and Life Crisis.

Hello you fancy people, you. Welcome back to another Coffee Catch up, by yours truly. If you are new to the blog feel free to catch up, no pun intended, with my last two Coffee Catch Up blogs or you might be confused! These Coffee Catch Ups are a time where I get to just word vomit all over and explain what I am been doing and sharing any new life developments/ midlife (24-year-old) life crisis.

In my last Coffee Catch Up I was on quite the high from seeing CELINE DION, and yes, every time I type her name it will be in caps lock. If she doesn’t deserve caps, then who does? It’s been exactly a month since I saw CELINE DION and I don’t think a day has gone by that I haven’t immersed myself in her songs. Because I am obsessed. And the first step to overcoming a problem, if that’s what we are calling it, is to admit you have a problem.

In new developments, we have a big one! I have officially become Gluten Free, and not really of my liking. I miss cookies so much it hurts. Long story short I have had a lot of issues with my diet, in particular bloating. Now this isn’t like “you ate too much salt” kind of bloating. No. This is “Oh my god how did you go to lunch and come back 6 months pregnant?!” bloating. So I started to really watch what I ate and realized if I ate fruits, veggies and meat that I felt totally fine after a meal! But the moment I tried to have pizza, a burger, even a piece of cake I would get so bloated. As slightly bummed as I am to know that, on some level I probably have a gluten intolerance, I have to admit it’s nice to be able and eat and not feel sick. I have yet to really research any good gluten free recipes and I am living on recommendations and a meat, cheese, veggie and fruit diet right now because it’s quick and easy. So if you have any recipes or tips and tricks you could offer up, please let me know. I am kind of constantly hungry right now.

Vegas Friend is once again out of town. In a recent conversation between the two of us I decided to no longer call him Vegas Friend… In real life I rarely even call him by his real name. I started to call him Schnookums, and just as an FYI, he doesn’t like that name either. So I thinking I will start to refer to him as Stan The Man. At work I have just started to say “boyfriend” because I don’t really want to share with the Director of Finance how my FWB relationship turned a completely different way. And plus, “Vegas Friend” IS THE MAN. Like holy crap. He’s awesome. He makes me laugh, cheers me up, teaches me somewhat valuable life lessons like putting air in my tires and accompanies me on 97% of the meals I eat. As far as I am concerned he is pretty legit, and deserves a name more than just “Vegas Friend” because truthfully, I am at his house every weekend. I go over there after work, we usually have lunch together, I help with Bonus Kid and we do more than just go to Vegas Together.

Lastly, a school update. I am two days away from finishing off a class, hopefully with an A. I am proud that I was able to keep up with Adultish, school, and not become a COMPLETE wreck. Though there were days it was a little hit or miss.

As always, thank you guys so much for stopping by! I hope you enjoy these little blogs where I catch you up on my craziness.

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Meet Me In The Middle| Adultish

Every night I meet the stars at 1am and I start the dance I know too well.

Tossing with sheets and trips to the bathroom, making a to do list and checking notifications.

Every night is the same and my mind spills out a thousand words in the notes section of my phone, never to be seen.

I douse myself in lavender, cling to my crystals and turn on soothing music but my mind continues to race of that one email I didn’t reply to and thoughts of impending doom if I somehow fall asleep again and find myself late to work, only compounding my list and ensuring I forget another email.

Mental questions of what I am doing and how I am doing it.

Maybe I am too rough with myself, striving for all that can be done and yet still not satisfied.

So I Pinterest moon quotes, maybe I will find solace in the spoken words of other insomniacs.

Maybe I have lost me in all the searching I have done to be whole.

What if me is not whole at all but rather fragments of people I was in the past.

I am a twinge of divorced, a sprinkle of 24 and barely making it, a dash of ass kicker/moms hopes of my life and a whirlwind of questions from BK such as “what is a douchebag”.

My phone is filled with unanswered texts.

Not because I don’t care, but because I am lost as to a reply.

I don’t know what to do about your relationship and I can’t tell you ten more times to leave.

I don’t know if I want to go to church with you because I never sleep I have hopes one day I will, and that’ll likely be on a Sunday.

So instead, meet me where I am, at 3 am with a cup of coffee in my blog comments or at my door.

Bring coffee to me at work and understand when I cant “stay a while”.

Realize I have 7 hours of homework and a ten page paper due and meet me in grace when I feel unsure if I am really smart enough.

Know if I don’t respond it’s not out of malice, but the more likely scenario that I forgot or just don’t know what to say.

Understand our life paths are completely different and I am not being rude, rather practical.

Don’t blame my unavailability on what you think is depression or anxiety because I am doing quite well right now, thank you.

Ask if I have eaten and bring be food anyway because I am likely lying and too busy to stop.

Hug me when you see me and hold me tight and maybe I will take a break.

Bring chocolate with bad news and bring a smile if you need a favor.

Bring your whole self and I’ll bring mine and we can meet somewhere in the middle of expectation and reality.

This Is What Depression/Anxiety Is | Adultish

Every day you feel like you’re walking the line of sanity and total bat shit crazy. Maybe you didn’t sleep enough the night before or someone said one thing that you’re totally overanalyzing and will miss hours of sleep because of. Maybe it’s a Sunday night and the thought of what awaits at work has you up at 3 am writing a blog because I feel like my skin is going to crawl off of my skin. Maybe I have convinced myself that because my friend didn’t text me back that somehow in the last 30 minutes they have decided they hated me.

This is what depression/Anxiety is. A constant cycle of annoying thoughts. Like as if you’re hot and your mind says to take off your jacket and you just can’t. You won’t move to take it off even though you’re sweating and need to, you just can’t move. It seems too tiring and exhausting. You worry if you give into your thoughts, even about a jacket that you will give in to all of the other thoughts, like your friends hating you.

This is what depression/Anxiety is. Not being able to go to sleep because you fear tomorrow, even though tomorrow is enevitable and there’s nothing out of the ordinary going on. Maybe you will call out of work because you just can’t deal with thinking about it for one more second. At least if you don’t have to go your mind can stop.

This is what depression/anxiety is. When you get home and the door shuts and you’re all alone and you feel it. An instant “god please no” as it seeps back into your mind and your soul. For no reason either, you were just doing so good for days on end and now you feel like you’re dying. All you can do is lay on your bed.

This is what depression/anxiety is. You can’t stop even when you want to. You become so annoyed knowing you’re just sinking deeper into the rabbit hole and you can’t stop. You become frustrated with yourself and your inability to just be normal. You’re losing sleep, losing friends, sanity. You can’t do a damn thing about it. You can take medicine and go to the doctor. Antidepressants work when your body cooperates. But not everyday is a good day and some days feel like you won’t even make it.

This is what depression/anxiety is. Texting your friend in the middle of the night hoping they are awake so you can talk about anything, not even you. Turning the TV on to get your mind off of your endless thoughts, only to have them emerge through the show. Taking a shower, diffusing oils, laying in a pile of crystals. Am I normal yet?

This is what depression and anxiety feels like. A constant worry that once you release how you really feel people will freak out and only add confirmation that no, you are not normal.

Depression is a roller coaster. Extreme highs, almost like life is normal and things ar going to be okay. Usually followed by one period of time where you don’t know if you can even walk to the other room because your mind won’t stop about if you should or shouldn’t.

Depression and anxiety come at. the most inconvenient times and make everything flip upside down. Suddenly you are no longer motivated, or smart, and you suck at everything.

This is what reality is. You are smart, able, kind, willing, good enough, important and loved. It is only your depression and anxiety that is saying otherwise. Every day it is a conscious decision to overcome those thoughts, but you can do it.

19 Thoughts My Freak Self Has Every Day

From the moment I wake up to the moment I fall asleep (and wake up and fall asleep… ) my mind goes non stop! Sometimes I wonder if my thoughts are even normal. Does everyone sing a song to their coffee in the morning? Regardless, I will let you be the judge of how “rational” my thoughts actually are. Let day two of May Blog A Day commence. Enjoy!

Oh my god. Why do I always set my alarm so much earlier than what I really need? Snooze.

Ugh. Okay I’ve hit snooze 6 times. Must awaken the beast.

Okay life problem. Should I make my bed and then pee, or pee then make my bed? OR- get coffee, pee, then make bed. Maybe I just won’t make my bed.

Whats the limit of days allowed to use dry shampoo? Is two too many? Mental note- buy more dry shampoo.

IF I wore leggings today, would my boss notice? Okay, even if they noticed would I get fired?

Hmmm.. Has anyone ever been fired over leggings? I could make history!

Crap. One eyebrow looks fab, the other looks like a caterpillar. Oh well, sisters not twins.

If I leave now I won’t be late. Oh, right, still naked.

How come car heaters aren’t instant. I am going to freeze to death.

My skin is going to melt off. Always putting the heater up to the highest level. When will I learn.

Wow. I have answered all my emails, did that one project, solved world hunger probably lunch time.

WTF. It’s only 9:17.

Did I pee this morning?

Today’s the day I start drinking 7 cups of water a day. “I think if I really applied myself I could be a totally changed person by noon”. Hah. Maybe tomorrow.

Better pack up to go home. Holy crap how many cups are on my desk.

FREEDOM! Well, I still have to come back tomorrow. BUT only if I want to pay my bills… I’ll decide later.

Shower tiiiiiiime. But will I wash my hair. How much dry shampoo do I have left?

Crap I am tired. I really hope I sleep tonight.

It’s 3:02 am. I guess I will not be sleeping tonight.

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Vegas Friend | Tell All… (TMI)

 

We’ve known each other for years. We went on a “date” (really unsure if it should be called a date, complicated) the night I signed my divorce papers. Now- this was *not* a date. I am not like a total crazy person here who decided 4 minutes after getting a divorce that “I wanted to start dating”. We simply went to dinner.

We spent a lot of time together at first. We would get off work at about the same time, usually make some sort of dinner plans, and sometimes I would stay the night. Now this was also before the time that I drove, so Vegas Friend would pick me up and drop me off all the time.

Dinner, movies, get a massage, go to Vegas, stay in and watch Tosh.0- even weird mundane shit like grocery shopping- I didn’t drive and we both needed to go.

I needed to buy a car so I saved what I thought would be enough for a down payment. Vegas friend and I woke up one morning and he said “wanna go car shopping today?”. And no, I did not. At all. I thought I was going to DIE from anxiety. I wouldn’t even test drive any of the vehicles because I was too scared. I ended up finding my car, and when the dealership wanted X amount of money more for a down payment, Vegas Friend, without hesitation, offered it to me. And I really didn’t want to take it, and it felt weird- but I was also so close to owning that car that I accepted. And of course, I paid him back.

( Side note, I did end up calling Mom/Ass Kicker at the dealership where she was like BUY THE DAMN CAR- in a nice way of course>)

Now I still didn’t have my license and Vegas Friend and I would practice in my car all the time… But I couldn’t bring myself to take the driver’s test. Then one-day Vegas Friend called me on my shit when I was in Texas. Basically, said I didn’t drive because I was too scared to drive, and I was just holding myself back. And he was stupidly correct. So, I made an appointment, took the test and PASSED! Still probably one of the greatest feelings I have had in my life.

Vegas Friend and I have been to Vegas twice, Palm Springs, we do fun random stuff all the time. He helped me move into where I am living now

Now I know what you’re thinking- wow, this “friend” is awfully nice. And yep, he is. But I think it’s obvious by our Vegas trips and sleep overs that we are a smidge more than friends. It’s complicated though- I won’t marry Vegas Friend. He won’t marry me. We won’t ever say I love you, or live together- and we are both 100% okay with that. We have a very low maintenance kind of “relationship” that works for both of us right now- and when it doesn’t work, then we will talk about it.

But this is what I will say… even though I am super hesitant to say these things on a blog…

The things I have learned from Vegas Friend are amazing. (So please Mom/Ass Kicker/ any one else who doesn’t want to know TURN AWAY)

I love traveling.

I love stuffed jalapenos.

There’s no way to see a movie unless it’s with reclining seats.

Sex is supposed to be good for BOTH people.

Star Wars doesn’t suck as much as I thought it would.

Relationships should be built on respect.

Back rubs solve almost everything.

People who respect you will never physically hurt you- in any capacity.

Beignets are a special type of delicious.

Day drinking is acceptable when you are on vacation.

Life is too short to eat crappy food.

What makes sex good is being comfortable and honest with each other.

 

Shit Vegas Friend does that makes me smile-

Ties my hair in a ponytail when I make cookies so it’s not in my face.

Cleans my car window when he fills my car up (because I don’t like to pump).

Makes sure the heater is on when I come over.

Teaches me to put air in my tires.

Spends money on a henna tattoo for me, knowing it will wash off.

Pretty sure he almost called 911 one day when I was writhing in pain from cramps at his house.

 

Like I said, it’s REALLY complicated. And I am leaving a few key pieces out here as to why it is so complicated.

But it works, and if for nothing else to teach us both some more lessons in life with a smile- and a lunch buddy.