How can I get through this day?
When anxiety has gripped you, you find this question running through your mind on a constant loop.
It feels like you’re trapped in your own skin. You know what you need to do, you know in your rational mind that most of what you’re thinking isn’t based on reality, but somehow you can’t break out of the anxious trap.
These are the moments when movement helped rescue me.
When I learned that taking the smallest of steps could get me moving forward I was able to find something I could tackle. Maybe it was having a shower, maybe it was going outside, maybe it was doing the dishes. Maybe it was simply putting shoes on my feet. Whatever small task I could find that would get me moving became critical in overcoming my anxiety and re-building my life.
Many people believe that change requires turning everything upside down. Go big or go home. I don’t believe that. I believe the accumulation of all the small things will lead to the big things.
My small steps changed my life.
After I drove the kids to school (not getting out of the vehicle of course), I would head straight back home and crawl back into bed or curl up on the couch. All the tasks in my life seemed so overwhelming that I couldn’t even start them.
When I made the decision to get my life back, I began seeing a counselor that stressed the importance of forward motion. No matter how small or insignificant it may seem.
For me, my goal was to walk a block to the mailbox. This may sound like a joke to people that have not experienced severe anxiety. How could someone not even walk a block to the mailbox? To people that know exactly what I’m talking about, that walk sounds almost impossible.
I put my shoes on.
While I was putting my shoes on I was thinking to myself that it’s ridiculous. I’m just going to be sitting here with my shoes on. However, the outcome was not what I expected. Honestly, once my shoes were on I thought why not step outside? The most amazing part is that already felt like an accomplishment! Something so small felt so good. From there, I surprised myself and made it to the mailbox.
You can do it too.
I have a vision. I want to build a community where people can find inspiration and support. Where people can find hope that the pain they’re feeling won’t dictate their life and they will find the strength to fight back against the anxiety. A place where they don’t have to hide behind a happy mask while their insides are clenched in a knot so tight they don’t know how they can tolerate it one more day.
You’re not alone. You’re never alone. You can tackle this.
One Step at a Time.