I have been here so many times myself, and I applaud you for putting this experience into words. It helps! Just today I fell right into the “rush rush, do ALL the things” thinking, and only realized I was doing it mid-rush. I forced myself to take a break — but it was so hard to really allow myself to do it. Keep working at it! It’s a practice!
Yes! I just stopped working a few minutes ago to do some guided breathing and that's what the instructor kept saying. "It's a practice." It is. So much of it is. 🩵
I felt this so deeply. The past almost-year has had a lot of piles and clutter and visual and auditory stimuli and it really does a number on a hypervigilant soul.
I love your upstairs-downstairs basket. We only have one floor, but I too have a basket. It started as my "leaving the house basket" and contains a current knitting project (and associated knitting stuff), usually a book, my reading glasses, sometimes my planner, often a water bottle, etc. I told my kids it was my equivalent of bringing an activity bag for a toddler in case we have to wait somewhere, because it turns out that sitting and waiting without something to do--or even trying to sit in church and listen without something to do with my hands (hence the knitting)--borders on painful. And somewhere along the way the basket started drifting around the house with me, from my room to the kitchen to the living room and sometimes to the office, depending on whether we're listening to audiobooks for school or I'm body doubling while my daughter does her online Spanish lessons or I'm hiding in my room with a podcast and my cat.
I have been here so many times myself, and I applaud you for putting this experience into words. It helps! Just today I fell right into the “rush rush, do ALL the things” thinking, and only realized I was doing it mid-rush. I forced myself to take a break — but it was so hard to really allow myself to do it. Keep working at it! It’s a practice!
Yes! I just stopped working a few minutes ago to do some guided breathing and that's what the instructor kept saying. "It's a practice." It is. So much of it is. 🩵
Snake bite kit had me rolling.
I felt this so deeply. The past almost-year has had a lot of piles and clutter and visual and auditory stimuli and it really does a number on a hypervigilant soul.
I love your upstairs-downstairs basket. We only have one floor, but I too have a basket. It started as my "leaving the house basket" and contains a current knitting project (and associated knitting stuff), usually a book, my reading glasses, sometimes my planner, often a water bottle, etc. I told my kids it was my equivalent of bringing an activity bag for a toddler in case we have to wait somewhere, because it turns out that sitting and waiting without something to do--or even trying to sit in church and listen without something to do with my hands (hence the knitting)--borders on painful. And somewhere along the way the basket started drifting around the house with me, from my room to the kitchen to the living room and sometimes to the office, depending on whether we're listening to audiobooks for school or I'm body doubling while my daughter does her online Spanish lessons or I'm hiding in my room with a podcast and my cat.