More Progress!

Hey everybody!

I have some great news! On Sunday, I made some more progress with getting through my anxiety!

When I go to church, I usually sit in the back against the wall. I’ve gotten used to sitting there and I do extremely well. This last Sunday, however, someone was sitting where I usually sit, meaning that I had to sit somewhere else. While I was nervous at this idea, I felt confident that I would be okay. Still, during the service, I became a bit anxious.

It wasn’t easy sitting in a new spot. It may not seem like a big deal to some, but sitting against the wall where I know I can lean my head if I have to (I haven’t had to in a long time, but just knowing I can is a huge help), was nerve-racking. As many of you who deal with anxiety probably know, when anxiety hits, it can feel as if you’re trapped and while sitting in a different spot, that’s how I started to feel at one point.

When I started focusing on how I was sitting somewhere different, that’s when my anxiety hit. You might be thinking that I should have just stopped thinking about it right away, but that can be way easier said than done. My mind was focused on it and then I started thinking about how there was nowhere to rest my head if I needed to. Panic began to settle in.

However, I got through it. It wasn’t easy, but I did. I started focusing on other things – on my grandparents (who have both passed away, but used to be at church with my mom and I when I was younger), on the necklace I was wearing around my neck that reminded me of my grandpa, on what was being said in church, and on my hair which I was twirling nervously, but that helped me relax. Eventually, I calmed down and I got through mass! It wasn’t easy, but I did it!

While to some, this may not seem like a big accomplishment, I know otherwise. Ever since I’ve started going back to church, I’ve been sitting in the back (other then one time when I sat in the front when my grandpa died – another sign of progress), but this time was different. I did something that I’m not used to – even though I was anxious – and I got through it. Taking small steps towards reaching one’s goal does matter and being able to stay the whole time during mass while being anxious is a big deal!

It felt great that I got through my anxiety on my own. Yes, my mom was sitting right next to me, but I never told her I needed to leave or anything like that. There would have been nothing wrong with that if I did, but I didn’t. I got through it on my own and that hasn’t always been easy for me in the past. Counting on myself to calm down has always been difficult – I tend to obsess on my anxiety, which leads to me feeling the need to leave wherever I am. Even now as I write this, I feel slightly stressed. It’s a scary thing feeling anxious and not knowing if you can get through it. But again, I did and it felt amazing!

To all of you out there who struggle, with hard work on a consistent basis, you can and will get through your anxiety and over any obstacles that come your way. It just takes time, patience, and a lot of effort. Try your hardest to have confidence in yourself – you deserve it!

 

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The Poetry Continues!

B.W. Ginsburg

Hey everybody!

I believe in my last post I talked about how I was writing some poetry after feeling stuck when it came to writing a new novel. While I am in no way giving up on writing fiction, I have decided to work on writing and publishing a poetry book!

First let me remind all of you that Gary Ginsburg and I do already have an inspirational article and poetry book out that is available for purchase on Amazon.com, entitled Inspiration Unbound. I’d like to thank everyone who has already purchased a copy and continues to support our writing. If you have any questions about this book, please feel free to ask.

While in the last article and poetry book that Gary Ginsburg and I came out with, Gary wrote the poems and I wrote the articles, I will be the sole author of the next poetry book and it…

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A Great Day / Getting Better

Hello everybody! Today I’d like to talk about something wonderful that happened over the weekend. I’d also like to touch upon the importance of connecting with others who struggle with the same (or similar) issues as yourself.

Let me start out at the beginning. I attended church with my mom Sunday morning (something that I’ve been able to do more and more as I make progress in getting through my anxiety). My mom had told me how a friend of hers struggles with anxiety and how the week before (when I didn’t attend church), they had talked briefly about the subject. I had never seen the woman when I attended church before but lo and behold, I did on Sunday. We got to talking and while our anxiety does differ slightly, we found that we have a lot of things in common. She had a lot of advice to give and she was very kind. We exchanged phone numbers and told each other to stay in touch.

It meant a lot to me to meet someone face to face who struggles with anxiety; for her to understand what I go through and to be genuinely concerned for my well being. This woman could truly sympathize with my pain and relate to what I go through. Also, I do sometimes struggle to make my mother understand my anxiety and I honestly think that having a friend that goes through it might make it more comprehendible to her. That might be a sad truth, but there it is.

Something that meant an even greater deal to me was that this woman offered to give me her number; to be there for me in my darkest of times. Not everyone in this world is that kind and it meant the world to me to know I have another ally.

After church, I headed to a relative’s house for a while. After having a great time, which was for the most part anxiety-free, I headed out with my mom to a store. At first, I didn’t plan on going in, but then I did! While I admit that I did feel nervous and towards the end needed time leaving the store, I did a great job! The fact that I went in at all and didn’t leave before my mom was ready to alone means that I made a great deal of progress! I was so proud of myself and even my mom thought I did a great job (though in all truthfulness, she did get annoyed when I couldn’t leave the store right away and had to relax first).

As you can see, I had a wonderful day! While I did struggle at times, I did better than I have in a long time and was able to do things that I haven’t felt confident enough to do in quite a while. It doesn’t matter if my mom got slightly annoyed with me or if I didn’t do everything perfectly well. What matters is that I made progress and that I know deep down what a great accomplishment that truly was!

Working hard on a consistent basis to face your fears really does bring success! Please don’t allow others to strip away your confidence or pride in your accomplishments. Also, don’t be afraid to open up about your anxiety to those you trust and make new friends and allies along the way!

Have a great week and be proud of your accomplishments!

-B.