Dealing with Anxiety and Overwhelm

life

I’m GP

Life has been pretty rocky and no doubt a lot of times you have those “fuck it” moments where you just wanna quit everything and dig a hole to hide in.

It is not easy when you’re overwhelmed with issues in your life, worse off, you’re in business. Recently i realized that i have issues breathing but my health reports came out fine, nothing was wrong with my lungs, neither my heart. But i just felt that i couldn’t breathe.

I don’t live with my Parents because we had issues for a long time, we still talk but we kept things to a minimum because that is what we all realize is good for us. And right now is one of those times, i want to hug my Dad just to feel that everything will be alright. I am a character of high self-esteem and i never break down, i…

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We all do stupid shit.

adulthood, adulting, anxiety, bipolar, depression, life, mental health, mental illness, recovery

Crazy Little Things

Hey everyone,

Did I ever tell you that about the time I was in such a rush to get home because I felt like anxiety was closing the world in around me, that I walked up to the wrong house and was trying to open the door with my key for a good few minutes. I can laugh about it now because I must have looked like an idiot cursing at a door that didn’t belong to me ( thank god no one was home). I remember finally realising that I was telling the wrong door to ” fucking open you piece of shit”, I felt like anxiety was going to swallow me whole. I was only one house along, and as soon as I closed my front door, I cried my eyes out. Was I crying over the original anxiety or the new anxiety from trying to get into…

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Unfuck yourself

GeorgiaSmiles

“Yeah we’re all fucked up, it’s true.”All Fucked Up, The Amity Affliction

I think it’s important to let the weighty veritas of this statement resonate within you right now. But. Do not let it consume you. Do not let it depress you. In fact, I would urge you to let it awaken something within you. An awareness of who you are, for all your dark spaces and insecurities.

It is now uncommon in this society for someone not to have a diagnosis of a mental health disorder. Something that “fucks” us up. I myself have faced the wrath of three separate co-existing mental health diagnoses. I have worked against them, swimming against their tide in a current of desperate denial. Then I have let myself sink into a sea of resignation. Then I have let them consume me; let them depress me. I have let myself be labelled…

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Is ‘Being Confident’ Really the Key to Success?

Confidence, gurus, self-esteem, success

Status Quo Defenders!

We’ve all seen self-improvement articles here and there, haven’t we? They’re usually associated with some handsome/pretty looking guru with a nice, mansion-owning smile. They often talk about being productive and assure us that meditation and a solid morning routine are so frickin’ important. Now, I could trash talk this type of person all day, and I’ve already made one post about them. However, today I want to primarily focus on a single question, and it’s right in the title: Is being confident really the key to success?

To me the answer seems to be mixed. Being confident probably won’t hurt you, but it’s more important to simply have the right connections. To do that, you actually don’t want to seem overly confident to people, because they’ll (probably rightly) assume you’re a stupid, endlessly self-praising asshole. However, it is true that cocky, confident people can get ahead in this world, so…

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I STARTED ANOREXIA RECOVERY?!

anorexia nervosa , hospital , mental health , psychiatric , recovery

naomij99

So be honest, nobody really knows, although I think a lot of people can kinda tell… I started eating disorder ‘recovery’. Although I never ever say I’m recovering. I hate the term. Just something personal. And I really don’t want people to say I’m recovering or use the word recovery to me. I prefer to just say I’m doing better with eating disorder stuff.

I’m not overly sure when I started, but it kinda just happened. Being in a relationship helped me a lot, because it meant I was eating with somebody. I find it easier to cook for two people, rather than just myself. And I kinda had this perception in my head of how my boyfriend at the time preferred girls, whether it is true or not I don’t know. But I personally believed he liked people with a bit more weight. So I kinda pressured myself and…

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Self but not selfish / leaf shedding season 🍁🍂

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Georgia Polly Taylor : Old Crohnie

Hello gang.

Hope September is bringing you happiness and peace. The full moon is creating some chaos I think. If – like myself – you are feeling frantic as hell then perhaps it’s because your inner wolf can feel the gravitational pull of that gal in the night sky. Get out there and howl. And if you think ‘George the full moon is a load of bollocks’ fair play, howl anyway it’ll make you feel fierce. We are 2/3 water after all, tides are being turned. I for one feel mentally annihilated, wahooo what a time to be alive!!!

Fuckin hold onto anything not tied down cos I have a feeling it’s going to be a bumpy one…

So the other day I was just sat having a lil check in with Georgia Taylor, haven’t had one of those in a while… self love/ self worth, and self care and…

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Depression compression

depression , mentalhealth , selfcompassion , shame

The Stories in my Head

This week, I’d like to continue to write honestly about how I haven’t been feeling the greatest. Part of me feels a little bit annoying and pitiful, but another part of me is screaming screw it! I started this blog to be transparent and honest, and to focus on mental health. And the honest truth is that life’s journey is full of ups and downs, and I will be damned if I have to hide the parts of my life that aren’t sunshine and rainbows.

As someone who is predisposed to depression, I have slowly started to realize (and am striving to accept) that I will always have a tendency to be pulled downward into the spiral of depression. Especially when life throws curve balls – and let’s face it: life is full of those!

I have a tendency to feel ashamed of my emotions, which often pushes me to…

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Graduation Blues and Emotional Burn-Out

Health and Wellbeing, Lifestyle

Living Lovely Lives

Graduation. The conclusion to three years of essays, exams, deadlines and sleepless nights. The moment you remember the entire reason you ever went to university- to get a degree. Student life is usually filled with a manic social life, work-life and the odd party or two.

The aftermath can be a bit of a come-down. There is a sudden pressure to find a stable job, decide on a career or jet off to somewhere exotic in the hope of ‘finding yourself’.

However, what people don’t talk about is the in-between period, where you feel like a drifter, biding your time until an opportunity comes along. It can be lonely and depressing. Particularly filling out the endless CV’s, Cover letters and job applications over and over again, scrolling through LinkedIn and Indeed, only to receive a ‘sorry your application was not successful’ email. It can, for want of a better word…

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I Have No Idea What I’m Doing

empathy , introspection , personal growth , self confidence , social media

L'épanouissement

In university, a classmate of mine once told me, “you always look like you’ve got your shit together.” I laughed, thinking that he must be joking, but he didn’t laugh with me. This guy really thought I had everything figured out. Me, the girl who had to hold cold spoons to her face before meeting him for lunch to hide the puffiness from her stress crying. Me, the one with hopelessly dark circles beneath her eyes from staying awake all night freaking out about the uncertainty of the future. That’s the me who looks like she’s got everything figured out?

Apparently so, because that wasn’t the first or last time I heard someone say that about me. Years later on my first trip to France, I met one of my husband’s co-workers, and by “met” I mean that I was too shy to speak much French and let him do…

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Public Transport Panic

Mental Health

Ems Tells

On September 12th, 2017, a woman was rude to me on public transport. Five months later, I’m still thinking about it – this is the reality of anxiety sufferers.
When I take the train at peak times, I often choose not to take a seat, even though the train is relatively empty where I get on. I am afraid I won’t be able to get off at my stop if I don’t stand near the door. However, on this occasion – I was attending a workshop at an alternate venue – I did decide to take a seat.
Everyone’s experience of anxiety is different – but this is my experience. Before I get on the train, I purchase a ticket. This will minimise the stress of an encounter with the ticket person. I read the scrolling text on the platform at least three times, double and triple check I am…

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