I feel like I’m on trial. The training for the new job is causing me to wake up every day irritated and a bit anxious about the situation. Somehow I passed two assessments already but, if I don’t pass the third and last one then that’s it, I’m out. I feel a huge boulder on my chest and I find myself incessantly tapping my feet to an imaginary beat when I’m at the training classroom. I’m nervous I won’t be smart enough for the job, anxious I’ll end up unemployed. I replay different worst-case scenarios in my head daily, coming up with new ones every day!READ MORE
Having free time is great for some, but for others it might mean finding yourself
in a cage at home, wanting to go out but feeling unable to.
The levels of anxiety seem to rise when we find ourselves with a million things in our minds and not enough time in our hands. Or maybe we’re just anxious about nothing at all, because, y’know, we are used to be. Either way, I encourage you to do something about it, otherwise you’ll spend your time feeling sorry about yourself or even worse, you could end up engaging in unhealthy habits just to get rid of that feeling.Read More
I finally got a new job. After months of applying to different jobs and getting “Thanks, but no thanks” emails. After practicing in front of a mirror how to introduce myself a hundred times, and how to smile a hundred more times. Not to mention preparing myself for all the stereotypical questions and uncomfortable moments knowing that most of the answers I’m giving are all staged. They’re the result of multiple drafts that end up being exaggerated truths. *coughwhosaidthatcough*
However, sometimes despite the trouble I get the job and it’s time to celebrate!
As this year comes to an end, we all start to feel the pressure of reflecting on the goals we had in mind at the start of the year; only to find that we failed to accomplish most of them. It’s easy to get lost in thought and freak out because we didn’t lose the weight we wanted, we didn’t travel as much as we desired, we never signed up for that paint class or dance class or we didn’t improve our social interactions.
Oh, anxiety attacks, how I love them. They come unexpectedly, sometimes without a cause, or at times it’s just a plain absurd reason.Read More