Tanner40
06-12-13, 12:27
Blip of a morning and I'm tired of it. I woke up feeling, nauseous, dizzy, anxious, with shallow breathing and a a feeling of impending doom. I feel like my mornings will never change. Intellectually, I know that this will change and that the "never thought" is purely an overgeneralization. All or Nothing thinking at it's best!
What would I say to a friend who felt this way?
I would tell them to quit worrying and to accept the feelings and the symptoms - to ride them out and that they will go away. I would tell them that thinking about their symptoms would only exacerbate the anxiety and fuel a panic attack. I would tell them that it is only anxiety and that anxiety can't hurt them. I would say that this is a perfectly normal way to feel in the mornings for someone with anxiety and depression. I would tell them to find a way to distract themselves and that they can still have a great day.
So why is it so difficult to talk to ourselves as we would a friend? Why is it a struggle to believe the words that we tell ourselves? Why is it so hard to stop the worrying?
I don't pretend to know the answers but I am still going to try to believe my rational inner voice today, even if at the moment the panic sounds in my head are louder than the tiny rational voice. I know that I'm not alone and many of you are feeling the same way.
I'm going to do my best to have a good day. Thanks for listening this morning.
What would I say to a friend who felt this way?
I would tell them to quit worrying and to accept the feelings and the symptoms - to ride them out and that they will go away. I would tell them that thinking about their symptoms would only exacerbate the anxiety and fuel a panic attack. I would tell them that it is only anxiety and that anxiety can't hurt them. I would say that this is a perfectly normal way to feel in the mornings for someone with anxiety and depression. I would tell them to find a way to distract themselves and that they can still have a great day.
So why is it so difficult to talk to ourselves as we would a friend? Why is it a struggle to believe the words that we tell ourselves? Why is it so hard to stop the worrying?
I don't pretend to know the answers but I am still going to try to believe my rational inner voice today, even if at the moment the panic sounds in my head are louder than the tiny rational voice. I know that I'm not alone and many of you are feeling the same way.
I'm going to do my best to have a good day. Thanks for listening this morning.