My apologies for the lack of consistency that may be coming, that has already started to prove difficult with my lack of post Thursday; I just wanted to say that in advance. I know that my blogging community here is very kind and patient, and luckily in our “niche” or mental illness, we all understand that sometimes stuff just comes up that throws us off our tracks. Today for #TalkativeTuesday I wanted to go in depth for someone with C-PTSD, which makes creating attachments difficult, who just had a hard time leaving a job. This feeling is so new for me, so I thought I’d share my experience…
As I’ve mentioned- I’m in the last week at my current job and next week will be starting a new one. This past week I’ve been spending my time writing a few goodbye letters, so unfortunately Therapeutic Thursday will have to take a brief recess today and pick up next week. Thank you all for your patience and understanding.
Soooooo no one corrected my sleepy self yesterday when I thought it was Talkative Tuesday time, so we get a bonus post for the week! My apologies- things have been very hectic for me lately, as I mentioned yesterday I have accepted a new job and this is my last week at my current job, so I’ve been a little off. Today since it came out, I’ll just do a quick S.Y.K. That’s why today’s post is also a bit late today.
Hello, blogger friends, and welcome to today’s Talkative Tuesday. While all of my blogs are “personal” in terms of my talking about my mental illness struggles, my stories of my past, and all of the things I have been through; today’s post is going to be a different kind of personal. Today I’m going to talk a little about my prior jobs, and why saying goodbye then was easy, and why now it has become so much more.
For years I’ve struggled with what I like to call “anxiety brain.” The part of your brain that goes from 0 to 100 without blinking. The part of your brain that immediately thinks the worst outcome for any situation, no matter how unrealistic that outcome may be. The part that tries to tell you the world is ending any time something seems off. I’ve had anxiety for as long as I can remember, and apparently even before I can remember. Over the last year or two, I’ve really started working hard on turning off “anxiety brain.” Today I’m sharing some of my secrets.