Sometimes our mind is clouded by misery and we just can’t seem to shake it. It’s like we’re magnetised to the feeling and it keeps dragging us closer and closer to it, and we can’t seem to stop it. It’s going to be ok. It’s going to be more than ok. It’s going to get better. Whatever the stress, the anxiety, the sadness, the hurt, the anger, you will get through it one way or another. You just can’t give into the pull that keeps dragging you down. You have to try to escape its grasp. Because you will escape it, as long as you keep trying. It’s going to be ok. It’s going to be more than ok. It’s going to get better.
Imagine your fear is a friend – a paranoid, anxious and fearful friend. How could you treat them? Would you feed the fear? Would you calm the fear? Would you ignore the fear? Sometimes it’s a combination of all kinds. But what they all have in common is compassion; we would want the best for our friend. And we should extend that same courtesy to ourselves. Sometimes we have to show ourselves a little compassion, accept that we’ve set ourselves certain limits and try to move past them. Fear is a friend we should be comfortable chatting with. Fear will always be with us, so why not treat it as a friend and let it travel this journey with you? Don’t fight it, confide in it. Don’t hate it, embrace it. Fear is a friend who’s misunderstood.
Sometimes we simply need to count to three. Inhale. Exhale. When the frustration starts to boil over, or the anxiety starts to consume us, or the sadness starts to overwhelm us, sometimes we’ve got to take a few seconds to breathe. Sometimes we’ve just got to remind ourselves that not all moments will be like this. If we’re having a bad day or a series of bad days, there’s no reason why we won’t ever have a good day. Counting to three won’t wash our problems away but it can at least bring us a little closer to an answer. Because when we breathe, we think more clearly. And when we think more clearly, well, our demons will eventually melt away.
How many cares one loses when one decides not to be something but to be someone ~ Coco Chanel
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Sometimes we have to push ourselves. And sometimes we have to pay the price. Stress isn’t all bad; it can spark our mind and body into action in response to a problem or situation. But high levels of stress can have the opposite effect, causing our mind and body to shut down in isolation, fear, lethargy, anger, and depression. Stress shouldn’t ever be a positive indicator to demonstrate how hard we’re working. Stress shouldn’t ever become a shadow that haunts us. It’s much more valuable to look after ourselves. It’s ok to take a breath to sit, to think, to re-prioritise, to re-energise. We’re designed to need a rest. It’s ok to admit that we cannot do everything. We cannot place these pressures on ourselves. It doesn’t make us weak or incapable. Stress will make us weak and incapable in the long term. Don’t let it break you.
Things will get better. Sometimes we feel swallowed up in darkness. Sometimes we feel constrained by heaviness. Sometimes we feel nothing at all. Sometimes it passes and sometimes it lingers. But it will get better, if we believe it will get better. If we wallow in our sadness or anxiety or fear, it will take over our life. But if we have even a little faith that life can be different, that life can be better, we open ourselves up to it. And life will get better.
We’re often anxious about uncertainty. We’d like to colourfully visualise and meticulously plan and effortlessly see our ideas come alive. But we also see how quickly plans can burn or wash away that we’re too frightened to even create them. But we should also see the beauty of uncertainty. Because uncertainty brings possibility. When life is uncertain, anything is possible – including the monumental, the miraculous, the magnificent. Anything is possible. And it’s all in our own hands. Conceive it, believe it, achieve it and live it.