I have caught myself with a pit in my stomach and a tightness in my chest all evening. This usually happens subconsciously when I mentally touch a "hot iron", which is what I call my anxiety triggers. Tonight it was a social trigger. So what do you do when your body says "man the battle stations!" (Fight or flight, yo) but you are a long ways past it mentally? You watch the Minions movie with your best friend and sip water.
I've learned that my body's anxiety doesn't go away just because I want it to, it might not even go away when I'm done processing and the "threat" is gone. I have to metabolize the adrenaline and calm myself... And the less I try to ignore or minimize what my body is going through, the quicker it resolves itself. This goes for bad days and bad seasons. Whether it's bad enough that I make an appointment with my Doctor, or it's just a rough day and I go for my essential oils, there is a command center in my brain that knows to question what my anxiety tells me.
Anxiety isn't in charge. There certainly are days when my anxiety beats me up and it takes longer to recover... But if there's one thing I have learned in the last few years, it's that I am not who my anxiety would have me believe I am.
I am capable of action.
I am capable of processing.
I am capable of doing new things.
I am capable of recovering from a mistake.
I am capable of choosing hope, rather than hopelessness.
I am capable of doubting the lies my anxiety wants me to believe.
I am capable of making plans and confidently following through.
I am capable of confidently canceling plans when I need to focus on self care.
I am capable of investing in peaceful activities that fill me up.
I am capable of making a phone call to find support.
I am capable of "naming it" and stripping anxiety of it's power to take over.
I am capable of helping my children identify their big feelings and help them stand in their strength.
I am capable of feeding myself well.
I am capable of giving myself grace.
I am capable of starting over tomorrow.
I am capable of making a life that honors Tab and the woman God made her to be, regardless of my physical and psychological speed bumps.
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