mindfulness
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Perseverating takes the mind places it never thought it could go. Just like my one client of over two years. This is easily her brain’s favorite pastime. Some anxiety-provoking thought will cross her mind, and her consciousness latches onto it. Only for it never to be let go. She and I refer to this as
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My poor medicine cabinet looks like a back alley pharmacy. On a typical day, I take 8-9 medications and/or vitamins. That’s a good amount for a younger guy like me. I don’t like it. Following a couple of recent medical appointments, the topic arose of lowering my psych meds. At the time, I was on
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The phrase of week coined by my therapist. With all that is happening around me, those words are that much more important. Unfortunately, following a slew of anxiety-provoking events, I find myself clamming up. It’s been consistently growing more difficult to remain vulnerable around others. I really want to stay to myself. However, I know
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If you know me personally, you know that I am very much so a straight shooter. I tell it like it is. It gets me in trouble, especially when my filter is completely removed. However, in my experience, beating around the bush doesn’t get you anywhere. You just end up chasing your tail in circles.
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Without disclosing too much, I’m dealing with a situation at work that’s ramping up my anxiety. It’s been dragging for somewhere between 2 and 3 weeks. The best part? Nobody had any information about what’s going on. I don’t know what I’m being accused of. I don’t know what my job is investigating. They haven’t
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Good lord. I feel like a whiny bitch at this point. I moan and groan about the same things week in and week out. Feeling stretched thin with work. Money not growing on trees. Lack of social interaction. My chronic illnesses kicking my ass. Yeah, we get it. You have a lot going on. After
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Regularly, my clients feel “stuck.” They make progress on whatever goals they set forth. They push and push. Eventually, the goal is met, and stability replaces the chaos. However, this stability often brings its own anxiety. When someone is accustomed to chaos and always awaiting the next bad thing, it becomes difficult to stay calm.
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Welp. I forgot to write three posts last month, so now I have to do four this month. If I end this post here, does it count? I kid. I am actually following up on my last post about slowing down and taking a moment when needed. To say the least, I could’ve done better
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I never did well with change. Most humans don’t. We are creatures of habit. Knowing provides us with the illusion of control. However, this is totally unrealistic. I lay here in bed preparing for my fifth year as an adjunct psychology professor. You’d think by now that I’d be used to the routine, right? You
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Lately, I’ve been tapping into a saying my dad drilled through my thick skull. “Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst.” I feel like a broken record this holiday season. This statement flew out of my mouth at least a couple dozen times in the aforementioned time frame. My dad and whoever coined the
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