July 2016: The Poison Leaves Bit By Bit

The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.

Yasmin Mogahed

This month was about cleansing, sloughing off the dead stuff. Moving and leaving things in the past. Tying up loose ends. Being patient as the poison of heartbreak and uncertainty and constant stress slowly leave me.

As I posted a few weeks ago, I’ve been going to hot yoga, which has been such a cleansing and tough and rewarding experience. About halfway through each session, I feel terrible, physically and emotionally. I wonder what I’ve done, why I’m on the mat. If it’s worth it. However, apparently that’s normal- all of the sweating and moving loosens up hormones and toxins in your body in a similar way that massage can loosen things up. And after water and a healthy meal, I feel a lot better, a lot lighter. And a few hours later, I want to be back in the stuffy, 99 degree studio again.

Moving home has also been a detoxifying and difficult adventure. I can finally go to work every day smelling like my clothes have been freshly laundered instead of smelling like stale cigarettes. The act of culling some belongings from my parents’ house and from my apartment was nice, too. I got rid of things that had bad memories attached to them and things that were useless clutter. I’m learning to be selective about what (and who) I let into my space. I’m not going to lie and say moving home has been easy and great. My family has been supportive, and I’ve had a great time hanging out with them. However, moving home is bringing up old demons I didn’t know I’d been carrying around, old guilt and shame I thought I’d dealt with but I’d just swept under the rug. I’m using this time at home to truly deal with these things in therapy so I can wash my hands of them for good when I move to the next stage of my life.

July was so much better than June, and I’m hoping that August will see improvement in the same ways. I’m still going to therapy every week and doing my best to be patient with myself in this healing process. I’m reaching out to people and being vulnerable about my struggles and telling my truths. Things are still hard sometimes. But the poison is leaving bit by bit.

Depression and Anxiety: My Self Care Routine

I had my first anxiety attack when I was in fourth grade. I was sitting at my computer during keyboarding class, and I started uncontrollably crying because I was such a slow typer. My parents had to be called because I was whipped into such a fit that I couldn’t calm down- I was in such a huge panic over nothing. I had deeply ingrained an expectation on myself to be perfect. For years after that, I would have “fluttering heart,” something my doctors couldn’t find a cause for, though now I know it was anxiety. I started antidepressants when I was 15 years old without any kind of official diagnosis from a psychiatrist, which I wouldn’t recommend. In college, I went to the school counselor a few times to get through a death in the family and some transitional anxieties I had, but I never committed to a routine of therapy. And the anxiety didn’t get any easier as life got harder. Transitioning from college to some semblance of adulthood knocked me on my butt.

This January, I decided that my mental health had to be a priority so I could have a good foundation for the rest of my life. I started going to therapy weekly (which I continue to do) and finally went to a psychiatrist for the first time in my life. I’ve changed my medicines a few times since January, and I’m in the middle of trying another new one. I’m in the midst of my biggest and hardest depression flare-up of my life. I have good days and I have very, very bad days, crawl-in-a hole days. Hopeless days. My new medicine made me so sick for the first few weeks. I would lie in bed hurting so much it felt like my skin would fall off; my doctor had to prescribe me the same anti-nausea medicine given to chemotherapy patients because my stomach reacted so badly. But the sickness has calmed down a lot now, and I’m trying to see if this is the medicine that is best for me. So here I am now, 23 years old. A little neurotic. A little high-strung. But I’m out here trying my best.

For me, depression and anxiety are best regulated by a mixture of therapy, regular psychiatrist check-ins, medication, and self care. But sometimes, those coping mechanisms aren’t enough to keep overwhelming anxiety from creeping up and paralyzing me.

This is my Official Depression and Anxiety Survival Guide, a list of things that help me cope:

  • Journaling journaling journaling. It helps me keep routines and process my thoughts and be creative.
  • Meditation is always something I was interested in but afraid to try. I’m working on developing my practice.
    • 10% Happier with Dan Harris is a podcast I listen to about meditation
    • I practice Yoga Nidra at night, which is a fancy word for “meditating so hard you go to sleep kind of and relax a lot”
  • Candles, nice soaps, face masks- anything that makes me soft and nice-smelling. I love Lush so much.
  • This advice column from Cheryl Strayed
  • Actually anything from Cheryl Strayed. She has a podcast too!
  • Plants! Taking care of plants makes me feel preternaturally calm. Watering them, observing their growth, learning patience.I read somewhere the other day that dirt has natural components that help anxiety; I don’t know if it’s scientifically true, but I definitely love plants and dirt and nature.

At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.

-Frida Kahlo

Annette Reviews Stuff: Hot Yoga

I’ve been meaning to sign up for yoga classes for a while. I’ve been following plus-size yogis on instagram (@diannebondyyoga, @mynameisjessmyn), and I’ve decided that my body doesn’t have to look or bend a certain way in order to do yoga in front of others. I’ve taken normal classes before and loved them, so I decided to push myself and try hot yoga for here weeks because the local hot yoga place has a special. Here’s a step-by-step of my experience.

  1. I’m in a very warm room. Someone just told me to pour water all over my yoga mat. I am kind of sleepy but feelin’ stretchier than normal. A middle-aged woman named Angie chats with me about coming there once a day.
  2. A very small yogi named Christine walks into the room. She talks to us about our sankalpas. Dang, it’s hot. But I think of my sankalpa (see end of blog post).
  3. We start moving. Alright alright alright, feelin’ stretchy, feelin’ good.
  4. WOW IT’S HOT, how long have we been doing this?? 20 minutes? Crap, there are 40 minutes left.
  5. Yoga. We’re doing it. There is sweat dripping into my eyes. My hair, which is normally stubbornly straight, starts to CURL.
  6. 30 minutes in. Can’t breathe. Feel heartbeat in eyeballs. This seems bad.
  7. Lie on mat.
  8. Try to breathe. Breathe along with my fellow classmates, who are somehow breathing AND doing speedy quick yoga.
  9. Heartbeat returns to normal. Still very sweaty, but I don’t think that’s going to change anytime soon.
  10. Get up. Try to do chair pose. Nope. Try to do crow pose. Nope. But I’m trying. 
  11. Thank goodness, it’s time to lie on the mat and do some stretching. I can lie down, I’m great at that. But it’s harder than it looks because my body is the sweatiest it has been in my 23 years of life. I’m slippin’ and slidin’ all over the place.
  12. Tiny yoga instructor Christine hands us all freezing cold, wet washcloths. I’ve never been happier to hold a washcloth in my hand. I slap it on my face immediately.
  13. Yoga instructor tells me she’s proud of me for staying in the room for the whole hour because not many people can do it the first time. I look around and everyone seems to be suffering at the same level I am. Sweet.
  14. Christine says it stayed at a steady NINETY-NINE DEGREES in the studio the whole time. I’m a superhero, basically.
  15. I leave the studio feeling tired and very, very badass.

I just finished my second class, and I spent more time lying on my mat trying not to suffocate than I would have liked. But I stayed in there, and I’m so proud of myself. It was as sweaty and tough as the first time, but I’m so glad I did it. I am becoming deeply myself. 

My Bullet Journal: An Overview

I thought about posting a bullet journal primer, but there are already TONS on the internet! Plus, it’s easier to start from the basics and tune it. I follow a lot of bullet journal blogs and instagrams for inspiration and tweak things until they serve me best. In 2012, I started out journaling about my day and recording quotes. This year, I started using the bullet journal calendar system, so my journal has morphed from the traditional setup to a new setup that I’ve attuned especially for my needs. I use my journal for normal “here are my feelings about life and what I did today” thoughts, but I use it to keep track of all kinds of different things. I love having all of my life in one place.

Here are my bullet journal spreads:

  • This month, I started a new monthly page where I put goals and quotes and mantras for the month. I’ll add to it as the month goes on, but there isn’t much on it yet.
  • Beyond the month, I break it down into a weekly spread. I change it up a little each time, using different setups and printouts and quotes that suit the week’s ~vibe. On this spread, I record my appointments, to-dos, and a few habits. I also sometimes track my sleep and spending. Each Sunday evening when I create my weekly spread for the next week, I think about the things I want to improve about myself in order to set goals. If I have a week where I buy too much coffee, for example, one of my goals the next week might relate to abstaining from that bad habit. The weekly goals have check boxes that align with habits I want to create. A lot of people track their habits in their monthly spread, but I find it more encouraging to do it weekly so I have a clean slate each week. I usually keep scheduled items like appointments apart from to-dos. For example, in the weekly spread below, I use my three goals to separate events/appointments (above) from the the to-dos I fill in below.

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  • Though I don’t like tracking my habits on a larger scale, I LOVE using my journal to keep up with media, like this tracker I have for watching House, MD (please don’t judge me for those binges last month…). I have a monthly spread for the podcasts I listen to because I usually listen to one or more a day. I also have a bigger spread for the books I’ve read in 2016. For these big spreads, it’s helpful to use tabs for ease of access.

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  • There are other kinds of spreads, too! Just like when I first started journaling, I still like to keep track of quotes (below, left). I’m definitely a collector, and I love recording quotes from books, movies, and people. Also, it’s poignant to see what quotes struck me at different points in my life. I usually incorporate quotes in my weekly spreads as well as my day-to-day journaling. I have educational spreads where I’ll watch a documentary or read a book and take notes. I also have spreads devoted to different cleaning referencesTravel spreads are so much fun in a journal (below, right). I collect small scraps from my trips, like ticket stubs and tea tags, and journal about my day around them like a mini scrapbook. I love buying postcards and putting them in my journal when I travel because they’re cheap, high quality pictures that are better than ones I can take with my iPhone and print. The travel spread below contains my memories from Parc Güell in Barcelona, Spain.

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My journal is a hodgepodge of all the things that make me happy. It lets me celebrate the little pieces of who I am, the events and quotes and thoughts that shape me into the person I’m becoming.

Podcast Review: Call Your Girlfriend

I drive at least 2 hours a day because I commute for work, and one of my favorite parts of my drive is listening to podcasts. So, I’m going to do a miniseries on podcast reviews! I’m starting with the podcast that started it all: Call Your Girlfriend, the podcast for long-distance besties everywhere.

The premise: two besties call each other once a week and chat about politics, culture, and everything else best friends talk about. They answer listener questions about life, love, and womanhood. They’re also the inventors of Shine Theory, which is reason enough to listen! Just listening to how successful and hardworking they are makes me want to live my best life!

Aminatou Sow is my inspo for self care. She is a big believer in treating herself to luxurious candles and massages. She’s a girl boss in the tech industry, which is awesome! Ann Friedman is a journalist, and she’s always recommending awesome articles. This podcast keeps me up-to-date on everything!