Oh, my feels.
How much time do you spend on things you enjoy doing? How much of that time is spent solo doing the things you enjoy?
I don’t know either.
I’ve had a difficult time figuring out what I enjoy doing lately because of the deceptive cocktail of depression, anxiety and a dash of Imposter Syndrome. I’ve made the decision to take care of my body as best I can by going to talk therapy, taking medication, seeing a chiropractor, and tasting my food rather than eating it.
Still, every day is a battle to decide what I like, love, and can live without as well as why these things matter. Sometimes the battle manifests as a panic attack. Other times, I have the urge to cancel plans and not leave the house.
But, there are these moments that come through like a sweeping wind and pushes me to the next step. When I see it, it can be an overwhelming feeling.
The next step might be showing up simply because I said I would. It might be writing and working through the trauma I want most to ignore.
Occasionally, I’ll overthink if I deserve to move past this sensation. It’s very hard in that moment to remember that depression lies to its victims.
What’s the point of this emotional bare all?
I want you to take time for yourself and decide what you want to spend time on. I know a lot of resources that might help you turn your self-care up to 11.
If you need to share in the struggle, it doesn’t make you weak. You are not alone. I’m always available too.