Today a few things happened in quick succession that made me feel rather anxious. Right now (only a couple of hours later) I feel ok. I feel ok because I feel more certain that I can change the situation I’m in - I’m not going to accept it and accept feeling trapped and overwhelmed, I’m going to change it.
Things that made me increasingly stressed:
- I was in an intense day-long workshop that I was running. We didn’t finish everything we wanted to do, so we have to carry on working tomorrow. I felt that this was disappointing but it’s important to do it right, however long it takes. My colleagues had to leave to get the train.
- I had a 4.30pm meeting straight after about a secondary, less important project where they lumped work on me that I wasn’t bargaining for. We could have carried on working on it and got it all done now - but instead people just left the room - it was everyone’s last meeting of the day and it would have been another 30 mins. So we had to schedule a further meeting. I expressed how this would be blocking other work getting done, and I think that helped make sure that other people were taking on more workload than me for this project.
- I sat with my laptop open and worked out when I was doing what in the coming couple of weeks. I realised that we’d taken too much on. I already knew it, but looking at the calendar, it was clear that we can’t possibly do the amount of work we wanted to, especially since we run over time today.
- I expressed this to my project manager who said something like ‘extra curriculars can’t happen at the end of projects. That’s just the way it works.’ I said that I’d already booked my evenings to work, but even then we’ve got too much on. He didn’t have a response. Over the next few minutes, his reaction made me very anxious as it sank in - he’s going to allow us to be overburdened rather than managing a realistic workload. We are not going to manage to do all the work we thought we should do. We don’t have a proper plan. It’s not do-able in the time frame. I can’t work in the weekend because I will break. Nothing is worth my sanity.
- I stayed later than the others because I was stressed - and because I’d intended to stay anyway, and make a head start on the unreasonable amount of work we’ve got to do. (Nobody else has been doing evenings apart from me. I don’t want to be a martyr. I don’t want to stay in this situation. But if they won’t do the work, then it falls to me and the project manager, and he isn’t staying late…) I got a slice of work done, and cleared my inbox.
- I tried to remind myself that it’s the believe that stress is harmful which is actually harmful, not the stress itself. I thought about how anxiety is actually preparing me for hard work. I held in my pee for an hour.
- On the way to the tube, I thought to myself, why am I doing this? Is it worth it? Is the work interesting enough? Is it changing the world? Oh god, am I doing it for the money? I think I’m doing it for the money. For the promise of a home, a flat, my place to live which will be mine in a protected way, not like renting - real safety. But I should never do something for the money. That would make me a person I don’t want to be. Who is this person? I’m not ready for a house anyway, I need credit history and a more steady flow of work. Why am I here? I felt depressed about who I was and the situation.
- I felt like self harming. I couldn’t breathe deeply - it was all in the top of my chest. I’d missed yoga to stay late at work. The workload is unreasonable. I felt trapped. What would happen if I got ill and couldn’t be involved? Lots of this work is reliant on me and my knowledge.
- To distract myself from the horror of tube travel, I played games on my phone. The crowded carriage made me stand in an awkward way and I felt stressed and uncomfortable.
- Depressed, I walked into Sainsbury’s and got some food that doesn’t require much preparation. Lazy yummy food - but not the healthiest. Healthy enough, I guess. I felt guilty to not be treating my body the best way it should be treated, but I needed something I'd enjoy.
- Walking home, I hit on the idea that I could just not do a part of the work that I had previously thought essential. Sure, it’s a really great thing, and it would make a huge difference, but the other things are what the client has asked for, and the thing I was planning to do would have well exceeded their expectations. We can just do a simpler version that takes much less time. Even without doing this piece of work, the other work that needs to get done will take as long as we have. I wanted to tell my project manager straight away what I thought should happen, but I had to wait til I got home.
Things that made me calmer
- Writing to the project manager my idea for cutting out some of the work.
- Letting out some anger by making angry faces and sounds.
- Sitting in bed, watching TV, with my hot soup. The warmth of the food did something relaxing to me.
- I laughed at the comedy I was watching. I’m sure that made me relax more, too.
- Eating yummy hazelnuts. I enjoy them - a rare treat.
- The last thing that made me feel calmer was that instead of carrying on worrying about it, I felt that I should take action and sort it out. Tomorrow I will sort it out with my project manager. I felt in control. It’s possible to change things and sort it.
- Earlier on, when I started to feel like self harming, I remembered what I was learning about myself in therapy. When I feel like self harming, I feel trapped, and I feel that the boundaries are blurred between myself and other people’s needs. I end up neglecting my own needs for the perceived benefit of others. Rather than accepting being trapped, I thought that I should change the situation rather than staying trapped in it. There’s more than one way to change the situation. I didn’t come to a point about what the change should be right then, but I came to it after half an hour of worrying on the cramped crowded tube.
- Now I know that it’s possible to change the workload. I don’t accept that the workload should stay that big. It’s unreasonable, even if I work every evening. I will talk to my project manager and not let him put more work on me than is reasonable. I’m not giving up my weekend - I need it for my sanity. Literally. I’m not going to just accept what this assertive person (who I trust) says - I am going to protect myself and do what’s best for me.