“When You Are Feeling Blue, What Will Turn That Frown Upside Down?”

When I’m feeling upset, these are a few things that always make me feel a bit better:

  • Have a long, hot bath.  This is always my first point of call.  About a year ago, I rekindled my love of baths and now I try to have them 3-4 times a week in replace of showers.  Initially, I started having baths as my eczema was the worst it had been since I was a kid and soaking in bath oil helped.  I still add the bath oil (as the hot water definitely dries out my skin), but now I have baths for relaxation more than medical reasons.  I’ll sometimes blog or surf Tumblr or listen to music.  Often I’ll read.  There’s just something about the warmth that helps everything seem a little better.
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  • Write.  Sometimes the best way to feel better is to let it out, and the best way for me to let it out is to vent onto a word document.  I’ll often start it like I’m writing a letter to the person who’s upset me (if that’s why I’m upset), and then I’ll just let my fingers type whatever crosses my mind.  I average about 1-2 pages, and I find it often helps me to pinpoint why I’m so upset and get my thoughts in order.  I always save the document so I can look back on it later on and realize how far I’ve come.
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  • Cry.  I’m a big advocate of crying.  Sometimes, you just need to crawl under a blanket and let it all out.  I always feel worse and more stressed if I’m holding in my emotions, and I always feel a lot better after I release it.
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  • Talking.  Similar to writing, sometimes I just need to vent.  I don’t mind showing weaknesses and letting my guard down around certain people.  Those same people are the ones I always want their input about situations in anyway, so it makes sense to explode on them a little.  I think they’re used to it by now!
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  • Junk Food.  Not an ideal solution but sugary, fatty foods always make bad things seem a little less painful.  Ice cream, donuts, fries and cookie dough is the top of my list.  And chocolate.  Always chocolate.
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  • Music.  If I can find a song that relates or fits my situation, it will be put on repeat over and over until I’m thoroughly sick of it.  There’s nothing quite like an artist putting your pain into words and over a backing track.
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  • Go for a Walk.  This is the newest one on my list.  Depending on the weather and what the problem I’m facing is, sometimes fresh air and exercise help to take my mind off the problem, or allow myself time to think the problem through.  There’s nothing quite like the feeling of warm sunshine and a light breeze to lessen the pain!
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What ways do you make your bad days better?

I found this prompt here, along with heaps of others!

Time to Change – Day Twenty-Two

So, today is my last day of unemployment.  You think I’d be nervous, but I’m not.  I’m not really feeling much of anything.  I guess it’ll hit me tomorrow.  This is hopefully the start of my next journey.  I just hope I found it as enjoyable (and educational) as my last one.

I’d been feeling pretty under the weather from the migraine that had carried on from the previous day.  It’s a weird one too.  I’ve had my fair share of them but this one isn’t normal.  I woke up at 1am with the top of my jaw and ears hurting just as much as my head.  I took more painkillers and went back to sleep.  Woke up and my ears were really sore again, though my headache and jawache were basically gone.  My headache came back about 9am, so I took more painkillers.  It’s been okay most of the day, though my ears are both really sore again now, as are my eyes.  It’s really annoying because I can’t afford to get sick, and I’m worried it’s the beginning of ear infections.  The last time I had an ear infection was during a trip across Australia when I was about 14.  It was the worst pain of my life.  I was screaming and sobbing while my parents were frantically trying to find a doctor still open at 8pm in a foreign city.  I can’t afford to go through that again, particularly when I’m about to start a new job.  I’m just hoping it’ll fix itself and painkillers will do their job until that happens.

I went for my walk about lunchtime.  I wasn’t going to waste my last day off, although as always, I was tempted.  I got home and napped in the afternoon, hoping resting would ease my incoming illness.  I don’t know if it helped.  It doesn’t feel like it did.  I ate dinner late, as I just wasn’t hungry.  I knew I couldn’t go without though, so I eventually made myself something healthy and forced it down.  Skipping meals isn’t a good idea for weight loss or for keeping healthy.

Tomorrow will be a big day, I can feel it.  Meeting a whole bunch of new people, in a new place, in the city which is always congested.  I don’t see it being a fun experience for me, but I know it has to be done.  At least I feel like once I get this out of the way, I’ll enjoy the job much more than the one I was doing (temporarily).  I hate being the newbie and feeling out of my depth, but I know it has to happen, whether it’s with this job or another one.  Everyone has to go through it before they become one of the team.  I just need to suck it up and try to learn things as quickly as possible.

I think I’m gonna head to bed now.  My ears are really starting to ache.  I hope they don’t get much worse.  Now is not the time, body!

-JD

Time to Change – Day Twenty-One

I skipped yesterday.  I’d like to say it was an accident but truthfully, it wasn’t.  I had plenty of time to do it, but I just didn’t want to sit there and write that I had a lazy day.  That I could have gotten my exercise in but didn’t.  That I fed myself excuse after excuse about why I shouldn’t go yet until – oops – it’s nighttime.  I know one day isn’t going to matter so much and I sound like I’m being really harsh on myself but I know if I’m not, that everything will just slip back into the way it was.  I can’t afford for that to happen.  Part of me wants it to…a rather large part some days…but I don’t want to be known as the ‘fat friend’ forever.  It sucks.  Only I have the power to change that, I know that, but some days it’s just so hard to find motivation and energy to keep going.

I think a lot of the problem is, my weight isn’t changing.  I mean, it isn’t going up so that’s good, but the whole point is I want it to go down.  It’s been 3 weeks and I’ve only lost a kilo.  I’m fairly certain I’ve lost centimetres from my stomach, but because I didn’t think to measure before this started, I’m constantly doubting it.  I think I’m just at that kind of crossroad that inevitably happens when I try to diet.  Each time before this, I’ve always thrown in the towel at this point.  I certainly am on the boarderline of it now.  My carefully planned meals are slowly sneaking back to unhealthy options, my exercise is once again a chore…it’s certainly not a great headspace to be in.  I’m not giving in though.  I’ve come this far – further than pretty much any of my other attempts – and I know this all has to be helping my body in some way.  If nothing else, it’s stopping me from binging on junk food and making it worse…at best, it’s making me fitter and healthier.

Anyway, yesterday, as I said, was a lazy day.  I caught up on people’s blogs for a few hours, sat in the sun, watched TV.  Found out at dinnertime that there was a second season of Finding Carter that I never knew about (one of the pitfalls of living in Australia.  Everything is delayed.  I thought Foxtel had began rectifying the issue but apparently not).  I tracked down the episodes and watched four or five of them before bed.  Fell asleep to Inside Out (such a fantastic movie.  Oh how I love anything Pixar!).

Woke up this morning feeling guilty as hell about yesterday and telling myself that no matter what happens, I’m going for my walk today.  I wasn’t going to let myself give up.  The first thing I did was check my weather app, which told me it was going to be humid by lunchtime and then a good chance of rain all afternoon.  Right, morning walk it is then!  I got up, watched a couple more episodes of FC, then headed out.  It was another one of those days where I hated every step.  One of those days where you just want it to end before it’s even started.  I guess I should have expected it…it was windy, overcast, I felt guilty for not going yesterday, plus my body was probably feeling the affects of that too.  I got home, only to find out my Apple Watch had only logged half the walk.  Still not sure why.  I didn’t do anything differently and it’s never done it before.  Very annoying though, as I love looking back at my records when I need motivation, and now today’s looks like I didn’t get my exercise in when I did.  *sigh* That’s technology for ya.

I finished watching the rest of FC once I got home, then had a nap.  Woke up with a splitting headache and neck pain (though the neck pain is basically constant these days).  I took some pain killers and ran a bath.  I’m feeling okay now, though I can tell the migraine is still there, just hidden away under the effects of the medication.  I really wish I wasn’t so prone to them.  I’ve had them regularly ever since I was a kid.  They got worse when my eyesight started getting weaker, slightly improved once I got glasses, and now they’re back to being at least once a week, sometimes more.  Plus on top of that is this near-constant neck pain.  Once I get back on my feet financially again, I’m going to have to book myself into the osteotherapist.  I used to go a year or two back and they did help a bit, though I was going mostly for my back and shoulder pain (I’ve also got scoliosis, though it hadn’t bothered me too much for awhile now).  If only the sessions didn’t cost a small fortune, I’d go regularly.

Now I’m sitting here, waiting for the storms to come.  No rain at all as yet (thanks a lot weather app!) but the skies are finally getting darker and I think I’ll see some lightning tonight.  I love storms.  I love the craziness of them, the noise, the flashes of light, the sleeting rain.  Ever since I was little I’d hang out for them.  I’m glad my dog is okay with them…one of the dogs I grew up with hated them and would bark continuously until it was over.  That kind of ruined the magic of them a little bit.

Hope y’all had a productive day!

-JD