Often times, Anxiety or Depression (or both simultaneously) hinder our ability to speak up and have our needs met or even be "heard."
These are the times we shut down and "clam up".. "I don't know" or "It's nothing" are some of the phrases we use to deny or put off attempts by others to help meet our needs or even understand us. "I just need to talk" "I need a hug" . Just to have someone to listen and not necessarily have any answer, just listen and be present.
I feel it's at these times, we need to change our way of dealing with our "stuff".
Trust and open up. Engage and create a dialogue that will benefit you and those in your "circle" . You may find your answers/direction / support from the ones you've been putting off. Or, even just speaking aloud to someone can open up our own insights when we actually hear ourselves ask for support...
I offer this track from Pink Floyd as perhaps inspiration. Give it a listen
I won't post the link as I understand doing so is taboo..
Don’t think they mind the odd song ….if anyone has a problem with it they can choose to scroll on to the next post ….awesome song , my mow the grass one 🎶
Recent history has shown that you never know when someone is going to get their knickers in a knot and be " offended " "Cancel culture " has invaded HU.
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Yes, I remember the recent history you speak of, Lazaruslong. As far as I am concerned it is ancient history, now. Music is therapy, it is needed here.
I love the video and the song, I can see why it inspires you....it inspires me also.
When I was in high school we had the midnight movies on Friday and Saturday night. You were either seeing The Wall or Rocky Horror Picture show if you'd seen all the others. I was in The Wall camp.
Good choice. I had the Dark Side LP amongst their other works..I played it so much that the needle almost wore through to the other side of other side of the LP
Now I have all of my music on MP3 format. Some 20 thousand tracks...
Probably good advice, but I don't know if I can tell anybody close to me my deep down feelings.
,Overall, I am doing ok, but a nasty overheard comment or phrase can set me right back into the doldrums. The words of an elderly woman l used to live near are still ringing in my ears. Happened only 2 weeks ago.
She said to someone I didnt know as I was parked near her house waiting for my daughter that my car was dirty - it was very slightly dusty.
She said my three children were smart, but got their intelligence from my husband's side of the family who were smart. My side, including me are equally smart!
She said I was a disgrace to my husband's family!
Now I have worked hard for my family through health struggles and looking after my mother-in-law in the early years. I was apalled and disillusioned by her rant!
The hurt of that overheard tirade pops up in my head now and again since, dragging me down.
Sorry for laying all that on you. I could not bring myself to tell any family members or friends.
Ever try writing a letter to " offenders" whether or not you know them? Similar to what you did here. You don't have to mail it or do anything with it.
But as you pointed out, the act of venting helps " get it out "
Thank you snow. I try, however you do take on board some of the crap despite yourself. Weird thing is, like other detractors of mine, I would never have had a proper conversation with this woman. Her children didn't go to the same school I went to so she knows nothing about my academic prowess...
You good people on this site give such sound advice.
I am sorry that you take on board these rude comments. Just know that there are so many more important things to worry about than how you’re perceived by others.
The way that they treat you says volumes about how they feel about themselves, if you ask me. You have to be a very bitter person to be able to say such hurtful things about another.
On receiving your reply , I checked your profile, and was struck by your post about The Mountain from a month ago.
You see, during a brief residential stay in hospital 6 years ago the Occupational Therapist had us model a mountain out of clay, and give our own interpretation of what it meant to us.
I still have my model.
I would say I saw the model as life.
We were also asked where we were on the mountain.
I placed myself and my husband on the mountain, and our three children as figures we had to help up the mountain.
Here's what just struck me now.
Last year we as a family climbed a small actual mountain. Kids were 22, 21 and 17. They climbed away ahead of us.
I did not go as far as the top, was attacked by midgets, and it was slippery. My husband would probably have made it were it not for having to help me.. but didn't mind.
The symbolism of that climb struck me today.
Perhaps it is time to slacken my sense of responsibility a little and practicea little more self-care.
I was the only one still needing help and struggling.
As I saw that mountain as Life, it is interesting that you say the mountain is ourselves. If so, then what position on that mountain would we aim to reach, should we have an ultimate goal?
To me, the mountain is the goal. The realization that we struggle with ourselves is the path we take. The awareness we gain as we climb is the journey. Making it to the top is almost irrelevant. It's the journey on the path to the top that matters. That is where knowledge is gained. Including your pesky flies in the story could be distractions on the path and hindrances to the journey. Interesting addition.
Thanks, Pugglesworth, insightful reply. That particular O.T worker was very good at her job, I thought. She didn't dictate. Just planted a few seeds for us to tend as we saw fit.
Interesting point you make about the hindrances Hmmm, if I thought about people who are nasty as just more pesky flies their harsh words might lose their significance for me.
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First CBT/talking therapy appointment
Anyone keep an anxiety journal?
Talking to myself out loud
Wish i had someone to talk to.
I'd talk to anyone if they'd let me
