I’ve stated ticking again. Last year I had a facial tick so bad that often I couldn’t be understood. When my kids were around they would sometimes have to interpret for me. It was horrible. We thought at first that it was one of my medications (I take a lot), but we ruled them out.
Eventually I discovered that it was stress causing it. I don’t know what changed, but after reaching a super intense point, it started to go away. One day I realized it was gone.
I decided to take this quarter off from school so we could look for house and because of family matters so I expected my stress level to be lower, so I was surprised when I started ticking again.
I’m afraid that it will worsen. The thought of it terrifies me.
I’ve spent hours upon hours learning about myself and my various illnesses so it frustrating me to have this happen. I thought I was doing better than this.
What to do? I need to stop this before it gets out of control. Besides the changes I’ve just mentioned I have a new counselor too and that causes me stress.
I am often feeling on the edge of anger and depression.
I asked myself what I can do to stop my stress from getting out of control. Here’s my plan.
Ask myself what’s bothering me and why it’s bothering me.
Talk to my counselor for guidance.
Keep taking my chill pills.
Try to do mindfulness and/or meditation.
This last one is key I think.
Perhaps confessing my struggle here will turn out to be cathartic.
I’m going to go back to the basics and evaluate the different areas of my life to see if I can determine if something I’m ignoring is what’s bothering me.
I suspect that adding all the stressors in my life up will show that they are all the problem together and I need to fight back. On my own I’m going to exercise and work my dog more and give mindfulness another try… or maybe meditation a try.
For some reason the thought of mindfulness stresses me. This proves how logical mental illness is. I don’t know much about PTSD but both counsellors think I have it. Perhaps I should look into it too.
I just realized that my son decided to move out about 2 months ago and moved out about three weeks ago. The stress of him moving out is probably impacting me more than I realizing. I have only lived on my own for six months once in the 80s.
Maybe I’m scared of being alone.
Late breaking news – another destabilization – my chronic pain management doctor is moving and handing me off to an associate. There are a lot of deep emotions that go along with chronic pain. The idea that my treatment might change terrifies me.
New counselor, new pain management specialist, living alone. Great.
I can do this.
As always any input or ideas are welcome. I love getting email from you. This would be an especially good time to hear from you my friends.