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I’ve thought twice about posting this but then that’s part of the problem innit…
I spoke to someone a while back which was something I should’ve done a long time ago. My symptoms were mild and barely registered on the initial questionnaire I had to fill in (although I later realised I’d underscored myself) but I knew they were there and that they were, to a degree, determining how I lived my life. It was a feeling of general anxiety which would come and go and manifest itself in procrastination, catastrophising and a fear of being negatively judged, even though I can be a right judgemental sod myself.
At the time of speaking to someone I wasn’t sure it was really doing any good but it was only afterwards when I reflected on it that I realised that my thought processes had, very gradually, started to change. No longer did my brain immediately think that everyone was going to die because a particular, innocuous event had occurred or might occur. No longer did I worry to the same extent what a stranger in the street thought about me (probably nothing) and no longer did I keep putting things off to the same extent (that’s still a work in progress, mind). Particularly with the catastrophising and procrastination, they created spin off feelings of frustration and stress because the rational part of my brain knew how silly it was and that, for example, putting something off that would take five minutes would play on my mind. I do still have to regularly tell myself to JUST EFFING DO IT AND DO IT NOW though.
One thing I learnt is to make the most of the small wins. It sounds really lame but there was a time when I was in a shop with a weird queuing system and some bloke pushed in. Except he didn’t actually push in, he just hadn’t realised how it worked and so I pointed this out to him, he apologised and joined the back of the queue. Six months earlier I almost certainly wouldn’t have done that and I came away feeling quite pleased with myself. As I said, small wins.
I’ve said “to the same extent” a couple of times because, like an alcoholic may only ever become a recovering alcoholic, these feelings will never fully go away but it’s about learning to manage your thoughts, not always letting your first thought be your dominant thought, contextualising them, putting them into perspective and accepting that it’s small steps - the way my brain was working was 40 odd years in the making so it was never going to change overnight!
I spoke to someone a while back which was something I should’ve done a long time ago. My symptoms were mild and barely registered on the initial questionnaire I had to fill in (although I later realised I’d underscored myself) but I knew they were there and that they were, to a degree, determining how I lived my life. It was a feeling of general anxiety which would come and go and manifest itself in procrastination, catastrophising and a fear of being negatively judged, even though I can be a right judgemental sod myself.
At the time of speaking to someone I wasn’t sure it was really doing any good but it was only afterwards when I reflected on it that I realised that my thought processes had, very gradually, started to change. No longer did my brain immediately think that everyone was going to die because a particular, innocuous event had occurred or might occur. No longer did I worry to the same extent what a stranger in the street thought about me (probably nothing) and no longer did I keep putting things off to the same extent (that’s still a work in progress, mind). Particularly with the catastrophising and procrastination, they created spin off feelings of frustration and stress because the rational part of my brain knew how silly it was and that, for example, putting something off that would take five minutes would play on my mind. I do still have to regularly tell myself to JUST EFFING DO IT AND DO IT NOW though.
One thing I learnt is to make the most of the small wins. It sounds really lame but there was a time when I was in a shop with a weird queuing system and some bloke pushed in. Except he didn’t actually push in, he just hadn’t realised how it worked and so I pointed this out to him, he apologised and joined the back of the queue. Six months earlier I almost certainly wouldn’t have done that and I came away feeling quite pleased with myself. As I said, small wins.
I’ve said “to the same extent” a couple of times because, like an alcoholic may only ever become a recovering alcoholic, these feelings will never fully go away but it’s about learning to manage your thoughts, not always letting your first thought be your dominant thought, contextualising them, putting them into perspective and accepting that it’s small steps - the way my brain was working was 40 odd years in the making so it was never going to change overnight!