I responded to someone's call for help (assistance, not life-critical), even though I had just gone to sleep. Got up, dressed, went out into the world, and met someone to get tools to help someone who still relies on me.
I started processing trauma memories and working on maladaptive survival behaviors in January. Running and dissociating always seemed better for some reason.
I guess I was afraid I’d learn that I deserved abuse growing up. It turns out that it wasn’t about me at all.
Mindfulness practice has brought more agency and intention to my life. Despite this being the hardest and most painful thing I’ve done, it’s also been one of the most rewarding.
I applied for a great job that I'm definitely not qualified for, and I'm through the first two rounds of interviews. I didn't even think I'd go to the first interview purely because of my agoraphobia, so I'm proud of myself for pushing through it.
Wrote a short story I was really happy with. I mean, I'm always writing something, but I'm usually kind of 'meh' about what I come up with. Every once in a while, though, I write something and I just know that it's good, like I can feel it, and I can say to myself, 'yeah, this is really hitting the mark.' As a writer, I'm always chasing that feeling. It's like a drug. So last night I wrote 2,000 words of a new 3,500 word story that just came to me, all in one shot, like a vision, and I'm so enjoying how this one is coming together.
WOW! That's a pretty big undertaking to move by yourself. I'm teaching myself a new skill to change careers, although I haven't gotten there yet, I'm proud that I'm taking myself seriously now.
I’ve just built and launched a new site for my work! It’s something we’ve been trying to do for literally years and about a month ago I decided to just sit down and do it myself, and I’m so glad I did.
I passed my cell and molecular biology paper (which was pretty hard and mostly irrelevant to my consumer food sci degree ) and found out that the one paper I managed to pass during the year I was fucked up by SSRIs means that I've already met all the requirements for my minor!
i built a rigid heddle loom and wove myself a scarf! it sucks and is super wonky looking but i love it, and its been neat learning about how weaving works and the history of textiles and all that junk. did you know that weaving is one of the oldest crafts in the world? we were doing it back in the paleolithic, like 27,000 years ago! its very neat. it took me like a month to build the loom, and a few days to weave the scarf, and its the first time i've felt this much consistent focus on a hobby in a long time. it also coincides with me getting new brain pills (and estrogen) that are working really well at restoring my passion for life.
Solo travel with an anxiety disorder. Getting pushed out of that comfort zone, but I still choose my own adventures. It's freeing and I hope it will promote some personal growth.
I built a big wooden thing that hangs in front of the window in my garage. It supports a huge window air conditioner. It has heavy duty drawer slides, so you can push the air conditioner out the window when you want to cool the garage, or pull it in when you want to close up shop. It's almost done.
I've been trying to make myself handy to save money and I was able to change out my rear coils and front CV axles on my land cruiser recently. It was a huge pain in the butt and took me 3 days, but I made it. haha