Ok, so not all of these are technically “things”, this is me “speaking up” about what makes me smile, gives me hope, fills me with joy: Facebook posts that inspire me to close Facebook and go find something enjoyable to do The drop of the temperature in fall, accompanied by sharp blue skies and fiery
I did something today that I never thought I would do. I freely told a distant (extended) family member about being in therapy. Yup. At a family event, I was simultaneously pulled into a conversation, and outed as someone who is a “worrier”. It could have been really embarrassing, awkward and uncomfortable, but surprisingly even
I have nothing to talk about this evening, that much I can tell you. It’s Friday night. I just finished re-counting the squares I’ve crocheted so far for Jack’s Creeper Blanket (see February 25’s post “Getting Craft-y“). Due to the size of the individual squares, I had to reduce the number of squares from 768
I learned today that the Sandra Bland tragedy struck closer to home than I realized. I was reading a blog post, by this pastor, about how Senator Bernie Sanders took the time to sit down and talk with Sandra’s mother recently. (I have to say, I have a great deal of hope for our country
Neither depression, nor anxiety are fun topics. I struggle with both. It’s not something I hide, nor is it something I talk about publicly very often. I have been in regular therapy for a few years now. I have had moments when I feared that maybe someone would try to use that knowledge against me
After the migraines this past week, I realized that although my writing topic is Speaking Up, I am needing to do some “listening up” as well. My body is sending full out alarms about the way I am managing the stress in my life. (Hint: not very well.) I hit a real low earlier in
Another migraine tonight. Things are not going well. Maybe tomorrow.
Back after a mini vacation with J4 and J5 to a nearby water park for a couple of nights. We had a nice little getaway. Ended it yesterday, though, by having 3 almost back-to-back ocular migraines. I haven’t had one of those in years. Needless to say, it was a rough day. Today was restorative.
Sometimes, speaking up doesn’t have to be an ordeal. In fact, the more I fight through my own brain and finally speak up to clear the air, the more I realize that the fight can be somewhat reduced by preventative speaking. Instead of finally raging about something that makes me crazy, I can just ask
In a discussion today, I heard one explanation of assertiveness as: the sharing of “what I think, what I feel, and what I want”. I really like this. I like the difference between that and, what I would now consider, aggressiveness. Aggressiveness in this light, is the attempt to convince or even force someone else