Have you ever had friends reject you because they were apparently incapable of meeting you where you were at? Had friends that made you feel like everything you ever said fell on deaf ears? It has happened to me more times than I'd like to admit, but the latest one hurt the most. Maybe because of all the ones that had come before, but I'm not doing a good job of getting over this one . It fed my fears and insecurities just when they were starting to heal. So, let me speak what I need spoken to myself: It's okay to be broken, you won't always be broken. It's okay to question and search, it means you're not giving up. It's okay to vent, it means you're trying to work through everything. It's okay to be silent, it means you're tired and in need of the rest that will help you heal. It's okay to not be okay people! It is so easy to give up. Especially when Christian friends treat you worse than non-Christian...
Non epileptic seizures are not curable, nor do doctors fully understand their origin. Therefore, it is up to me to figure out what works and what doesn't. Here are a few tricks I have learned that work for me... Distraction can be a good word . Managing stress is often a balancing act and sometimes I need to choose to be distracted from tasks that stress me out at that moment. 10 minutes or an hour can make a world of difference when I switch to a task or activity that does not stress me out. Regularly practicing this helps me avoid multiple seizures. Physical activity helps . I know people say this all the time, but physical stimming, dancing, walking, bike riding, any kind of physical movement really does make a difference. Sometimes I can't do much activity because my muscles are too weak, but whatever level I can manage helps me process my thoughts by physically releasing my emotions in this way. You need a support system. Honestly, embarrassment and panic w...
Muscle weakness may last just a couple of days sometimes, but the emotional struggles it triggers linger much longer. Each day is one task at a time, pretending that I'm not afraid it will happen again. Especially now, as work is extremely busy, I push away the anxiety that threatens me around every turn. I have to remind myself that I can only do what I can and I have to be okay with not doing what I cannot. It has taken me years to recognize this. That there are things I cannot, in fact, do. ...and that is okay. Saying you can't do something is not saying you can't do anything . So I stop to smell the wildflowers, make time to read, play Solitaire or Kings in the Corner. Whatever I can make time to do to quiet my mind and think of nothing or anything else. But most importantly, I focus on people. The people around me don't care if I use a cane, or don't come to work for a couple days, or need to ask for help with a few meals or with my dogs....
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