Putting my mental health first

Everyone goes through good and bad times in their life, whether this be due to work load, relationships or family, but sometimes it’s important to take a step back from it all and give yourself a chance to breathe.

In recent weeks you will have seen I have been doing a ‘transformation’ with my local gym – unfortunately this has come to an end earlier than planned. Along with my commitment to the twelve week transformation, I am a third year university student with deadlines on the horizon, I have a part time job at a bar, I am the chair of the netball committee for the university, have been doing a two week work placement and have had several events on recently, including my own 21st birthday. Due to having so much on my plate, it was safe to say I was slowly drowning.

Everyone deals with things in different ways. Stress is my worst enemy; as many of you may know I have an anxiety disorder which is the best of friends with stress. Whilst one person may be able to stack their cards all the way to the top without crumbling, another person may only get to the second level and see it all come crashing down – for me it’s sometimes a struggle to get it to the first level, never mind the second.

Due to stress and anxiety, some days I was unable to leave my bed (shout out to my house mate Kath who physically dragged me out of bed in to university one day). I’d sit there with the feeling of the weight of the world on my shoulders – so cripplingly heavy I’d find myself unable to move and unable to think straight.

In the last week, two of my commitments have halted: work (due to my work placement temporarily taking priority) and my commitment to the ‘transformation’ with PureGym and I’ve felt like I can breathe again. I’ve not felt numb with stress, and I haven’t been breaking into tears on a daily basis. This is evidence to show sometimes it’s important to take a step back and to think what can be put on hold whilst you get your head straight.

For now, I may be a little bit poor and a little bit chunky but I’m happier than I have been in a good few weeks. Admitting you’re struggling doesn’t mean your weak, it means your human.

 

 

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