I’ve always had a difficult time expressing myself and an even more challenging time standing up for myself. It seems that, growing up, I never really learned how to use my voice, or that my voice was even important and that it’s okay to be heard. So when confrontation arose, I would just stay quiet, even when others were attacking me. It breaks my heart to think about all the times I SHOULD have stood up for myself; all the times I WANTED to say something, but I didn’t quite know how. Continue reading
I’ve spent most of my life being hard on myself. I’ve expected perfection from everything I do or say, and when I’ve fallen short, I often berate myself and drop into shame. When my anxiety turned me nonfunctional years ago, I noticed how awful I made myself feel for feeling awful. I was already experiencing difficulty and I chose to add even more unworthiness on top of that.
But I realized that, when I was kind to myself during a panic attack, the intense fear went away more quickly. When I sent myself love and compassion, the sensations of panic became easier to handle. Continue reading
If you follow me on Instagram, you may have seen that I’ve been struggling with some awful fatigue the past week or so. It’s the kind of exhaustion that makes it almost impossible to function, and this inability to do as much as I want has caused a lot of old fears to surface for me. Mainly, the fear of being lazy/ not accomplishing a lot/ not being worthy. Continue reading
If you’re anything like me, you might have learned early on that you needed to gain others’ approval in order to feel worthy. This may have led to perfectionist tendencies and a deep desire to people-please. Continue reading