Just Breathe

I have a few confessions to make.

Lately, I have been a total spaz. Constant stress and worry are a big issue for me.

I have always known that I am a nervous person. For example, I worry so much about getting shots that I will make myself physically and mentally ill for days before the procedure. I can’t just "forget about it."

Seriously, people. 

I've been given Valium to have blood work done.

Since meeting Husband, he has helped me recognize the symptoms of my nervousness. I have always picked at my cuticles, usually without even realizing it, and I know now that I only do it when I am worried (which is almost every day). Now, when I notice the picking, I try to stop and I look inside myself to root out the worry.

If you don’t already know, I practice Natural Family Planning. (Read about my experiences here and here.)  I have been charting for almost a year and everything has been very normal. From October-November I experienced an anovulatory cycle, which is completely normal, on occasion.

While reading up on anovulatory cycles, I found that they are caused by a lot of things, including: changes in diet, exercise, or sleep, illness, and stress.

Stress.

Though I can’t know for sure, I am almost positive that my anovulatory cycle was caused by stress.

I have been so stressed at work lately, that I have been giving myself headaches. As headaches are a relatively new thing for me, I suspect that they are linked to my job.

Last Thursday, I was so stressed out that I became distraught. I couldn’t sleep, my head was pounding, and I was on the verge of tears for an hour. Thankfully, Husband was there to make it all better.

The point of this ridiculously long post is:

Stress is bad.

It is bad for your mental well-being, physical health, relationships, and life in general.

I want to beat my basket case tendency. That’s why I am focused on keeping my hands pretty, breathing regularly, drinking lots of water, taking breathers throughout the day, eating healthy, and turning off the worry.

That’s why I love to dance in the elevator.

I bet the security guards get a kick out of my little show.

You should try it sometime.

Dance always makes me feel like I’m flying. The strange gravity in the elevator makes it that much more realistic.