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2017-07-06 10:27 am

One more day...

(Still true from last night) - Trying to explain that I can't negotiate One More Thing, not even the conversation of what to watch on TV... I'd rather sit by myself, listen to my music and pack 5 more boxes by myself than talk about anything.
But I can't because I'm at work today. That was not ideal. But. Here we are.
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2017-07-05 03:43 pm
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For lack of a nail the kingdom was lost

I'm about to put in for reimbursement for my flexible spending account, so looking at what things cost regarding medical stuff. The kid had an MRI as part of the figure out what's wrong with his eyes. That MRI without insurance would have cost just over $3800. Hah. Hahahaaaa. That's not even the eye exam that came before, the eye exam that came after the MRI or the recommended surgery itself that is the ultimate recommendation after the MRI was examined.  Just imagining being in a place where I have to let my kid be cross eyed because I can't afford to fix it, and remembering the proverb of "For lack of a nail..." - that I can see a non-life threatening thing like this being deferred for a long time, and how much not being able to see well would make everything that much harder.... the what ifs and dark paths. And there you have this country in a nutshell. How many poor people are unreasonably hampered (or you know, ultimately killed) because of the lack of a proverbial nail? 

Don't mind me, I'll just be rocking and giggling in (potential) terror in the corner. And grateful as HELL for the insurance we have. Sigh. And a reminder to keep fighting (call, call, call, call, CALL) for universal health care. Nobody should have to choose between one's health or a kid's health and basic day to day living.

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2017-06-05 10:09 am

House-based-sad. (EDIT): Or you know- just twitchy all over

I'm suffering from the I don't want to move, I like my house and my neighborhood thing. Mind you, I'll like my new house and get used to the new neighborhood. I'm just having a sad.

Or you know, just fully anxious about all the things. Schrodinger's job opportunity is now eating my brain (I will NEVER get this job, the job is already mine)....
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2017-06-01 09:53 am

Doing things : this gets rambly.

Moving.... Read more... )

Kid.... Read more... )

Work... Read more... )

State of brain... Read more... )

Entertainment... Read more... )TL;DR- Boxen! Kid is fine, but complicated! Still not king! Muddling along! I watch TV! 
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2017-05-30 10:18 am
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Gives brain suspicious side-eye

Well, anxiety, I see you have returned. I didn't ask you to come back. ::grump:: And for no particular reason! Yay!!!  That is all on that for now, I guess.

What I woke up to this morning (which is super cute)-
kid doing... something. Setting up a "surprise" for me. OK? I let this play out. I'm suspicious, though.  Turns out it was a tea party with (a LOT) of sliced up bananas. And pretend tea. It was great.
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2017-05-11 08:25 am

zombie friendship

I had noted, like you do, that I'd not seen a friend on social media for a while. Someone I went to college with and lives in Florida now. So, when I saw her post to a mutual friend's page, I reached out to her with a oh hey- was thinking of you, miss you. It was a bit odd, we had been connected before but no longer friends on FB. So, I rerequested. I woke up the next morning to a long message from her detailing some stuff that was really hard to read. I guarantee it was harder for her to live. Our overlapping time was one that was full of bad stuff for her and some toxic relationships within the group we were both active. I did not have this experience, although I  managed to rack up a fair bit of damage and lessons learned without managing to overlap with the crux of her damage. She has been working on herself, getting healthy, making better choices, and apparently that involved clearing the decks of a lot of folks associated with that time, place, and group. I was not responsible for her hurt, but there's no way I'd be anything but a reminder of it. I deeply understand the need to protect yourself and not maintaining connections.  And I guess our friendship was past tense for a while. I didn't realize it was so, not until yesterday. In that time and place, she was important to me. I am deeply sorry that she experienced negativity and abuse. So I wished her well, expressed regret that she had such pain, and said goodbye.  I listen to Dan Savage every week and one of his themes is that not all relationships last forever, and that's OK. That it's unrealistic to only call those relationships that end with one person burying the other successful. Just because a relationship ends (romantic or otherwise) does not mean it did not have value. And after a night's sleep I have reasoned that our differing opinions about the core nature of our shared group would make it hard to maintain a friendship - she sees it as a cesspool built for abuse. I see that she was grossly taken advantage of, that this is true for her, but it just isn't true for me. Also, I really don't want to be a living reminder of bad times for someone. I've quietly missed her for 20 years. Missing her is akin to missing my young adultness and my time in school. ::shrug:: ... moving on...
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2017-05-05 01:23 pm
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I just had lunch with a friend who moved back to California a few years ago- a dance instructor, actually. She taught the Bollywood class I took when there was a dance studio up on Highland outside Davis Sq (it's gone now). That class was easily the best dance class I've ever taken and it was a particularly special dynamic. So, it was good to reconnect with her. I gave her the low-down of what's up lately, which is a lot. She's also been struggling with her own plans and career. She said an amazing thing, when I was conveying my anxiety about "what if I never make it outside this tiny microcosm of my job, and I never get another archive job?"

She said "You can't fail." ... what?! OK. That I'm exceptionally resourceful and talented, and that I'll find SOMETHING to do, and it might not be what I thought, but I'm not going to fail. Well. OK, then. I prefer this narrative. Let's go with this.
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2017-04-27 09:32 am
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Bracing against wind that's not there

Color me cautiously optimistic, but I feel like the vicious cycle I've been dealing with lately re: adrenal freak-out seems to be working itself out. I'm framing it as getting better at meditation/mindful relaxation- that when I wake up in the middle of the night and my body says "BEAR!" I say... "No. Maybe sleep, OK?"  -- but some part of my brain at least while waking is bracing against the wind that has abated. 

Tomorrow we leave for NY! Some outfits sorted, not packed, but this isn't complicated.

Job...eh..... is? We're going to have reviews next week. Whatever that means. I am not terrified of them anymore because I don't believe there's any consequences. I do my work. I do new things, there you go.  I heard from colleague-friend who also applied for the municipal job (which has posted I believe 3 times now, so that's wacky) - she has gotten a second call back. To date, I have not. Not over yet, but doesn't bode well. However, I think the search committee is exceptionally keen for someone who already has experience in a municipal setting, which I flatly do not and my compatriot does. There's no guarantee that she or the other colleague I know who applied will want the work, so if both are preferred and both say no, who knows who else has popped up since I did my one interview.  The second opportunity that's not quite dead but not seeming to hopeful right now is with a software company who need a community liaison. The job closed about 6 days ago, so they should be calling people. No calls for me yet. I can imagine that one got a lot of resumes, though.  I'm pointing out to myself that a steady job, even one that I'm ready to leave and have been ready to leave for years, is better than no job. And I'm moving this year, after all. How much big change can one human tolerate in one year? Just keep my eyes open, is all... And not despair.

Let's call this progress.
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2017-04-25 10:51 am

Gettin' on

Meta-- Looking at my read page on Dreamwidth-- starting to look more like it should, properly populated. Yay. That took some time. I let my LJ extension for user pics lapse. Can't bring myself to kill a journal I've had for 15 years. I just don't fully trust all the metadata translates. I keep meaning to maybe upload a few more user pics here, and just haven't had the capacity.

Last week's fun-- was had in Providence. I filtered that down to a narrow read list, so if you didn't read it, sorry? The point is: it was fun and I'm glad I went.  Also, sleep is for the weak.

This week's fun-- For fear of causing ridiculous envy, I may not have said loudly or broadly: I'ma gonna go to see HAMILTON on Friday! Going with [personal profile] ursa_cerulean , [personal profile] rintrahroars , and Robin. I told the kid last night I was going to NYC and he was QUITE UPSET that he was not also going. I said I'd bring him a present, and he started the bargaining process of "So, you're bringing me LEGO, right?" ::laugh:: well played, kid.

Health shenanigans-- eh? As previously mentioned, my body seems to be having an ongoing stress reaction that is mostly while I'm sleeping and presents as can't eat/often hungry/restful sleep is hard. I've seen my doctor a few times, done some blood tests. Tests came back with no indicators. I'm a healthy human according to the blood. Great. I've been on prozac now since mid March, so I feel like I've acclimatized. If I'm having a particularly crappy day/week, all I can do is sleep. And the sleep isn't really restful. The running theory is it's just a stress thing. That my body's been under enough pressure for long enough that it finally started being passive aggressive at me. I'm taking more vitamins and melatonin at bed. I don't feel sick EVERY morning anymore, so progress? I'm not actively freaking out about it. I'm also not able to say I'm actually clear of it. What can you do.

Politics-- I don't talk about it much these days, but I use The65 to give me structure. I call my legislators at the very least on Mondays and if I'm lucky at least Thursday and Friday. I went to the science rally on Saturday, despite shit weather, with the kid. I am phone banking for NEAT (National Equality Action Team) tomorrow, which I've done one other time. It hits hard on my anxiety to phone bank, but doing it a few times a year seems like a thing I can do for the greater good. I feel like it's never enough. I need to remember it's cumulative and I can't be ON every second of the day. I keep getting email from the ACLU for volunteering opportunities. I'm sure at some point something will align as it comes back around on the gui-tar.

House-- uh. Yeah, eh? We're not moving til July. Work on the Newton abode continues, slowly but surely. At some point I may start gathering boxes and putting non-essential stuff in them. (I need to actually get the Newton school registration thing going... I'm avoidy).

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2017-04-14 08:22 am

Moderate improvements, bullet point edition

  • Welcome to my 4 day weekend! One of the few benefits of working for an org that is so closely aligned to a christian denomination.
  • I actually read most of the Dreamwidth email that came my way and very much considering giving them dollars to help support their efforts. I really like their politics.
  • Thanks to those who cross posted how to get DW and LJ to cross pollinate. I did that thing. I am not planning on nuking my LJ still- it's 15 years old and I just can't bring myself to, but I"m not renewing my subscription. I haven't had the oomph to add more icons yet. Meh.
  • It looks like my brain meds are evening out. Thank gods. Prozac FTW
  • I'm still dealing with early morning adrenaline situations much of the time, which leads to feeling poisoned and tense and queasy. But hungry. Much of my solution involves drinking more water til I can dilute that feeling and slimfast shakes when I'm doomed. And I'm just eating less. One wondering I've been having is: peri-menopause? I need to check in w my doc. But also given how deeply far gone I was in distress wrt meds, it might just be a body needs a long reset.
  • I had a really great meeting with a person who uses the DAMS software I pushed through for work in a huge rush and then looked at it and freaked out. She said almost word for word what my boss said, but since it was a fellow archivist and someone who'd been using the system for 2 years, I believed her. Basically-- I'm fine. Don't try to do everything at once. Yes, the documentation is awful and the training is a joke. Everyone thinks so and have been yelling pretty loudly about it. Just keep swimmin'. So, I can cope. For now.
  • The big thing is.... I thought I'd be gone from this job by now. I've not been talking about my job hunt much but I've been in the  market since last spring. My retired (and deeply missed) boss pointed out it can take up to or over a year to find a job esp if you're like me and have a lot of parameters attached (aka: I'm not moving and not buying a car). I hate feeling trapped , and it's really contributed a huge bit to my latest bout of depression. I was doing *fine* this past fall when I felt like I had a great new project (implementing Preservica), then the reality of doing it beat me down. The biggest thing about all this--- I've been at my job for 17 years now. My biggest fear is that this is the only job anyone will hire/keep me for, that it was a fluke that I have this job and I'm actually never going to make it outside my little puddle of a pond where I've gotten so complacent.
  • Complacent is maybe not a great word. I have had cycles of deeply complacent, esp. when I worked by myself. But it's also been a haven of opportunity to explore, a place of stability when employment for Jaime has always been hard. There've been down-turns, several... and now I'm looking at a political climate where grants are disappearing faster than you can sneeze. Folks who do what I do are going to be losing work and the jobs that are left are going to be hard-fought for. At least I have a job. Seriously, in the grand scheme, I can live with that for now. I'll keep looking.
  • Run out of time. Time to take the kid to kid-care and I have a notion to ride  my bike for a long stretch :) 
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2017-04-07 02:11 pm

Some progress- house, kid. No good progress- brain/body.

Well, it would appear I am a home-owner. We actually did that a week+ ago, but I've been not chatty. It doesn't feel real since we aren't actually changing houses til July and haven't started the whole packing bit yet.

I've sorted out kid-care for the summer and continuing to call people who've yet to call back on the logistics. But the neighbor lady has a daycare so, no extra logistics to get the kid to/from every day. [personal profile] ursa_cerulean  and her mom are gonna take the kid 2x a week, so that'll take some pressure off. I also can send the kid to the current after school care for a week of summer camp for the interstitial. My mom also wants to take them for a week, too.

We're waiting for school testing, too, and a final/official designation for repeating kindergarten. It's been a struggle this year, but with such a late summer birthday, it was always a risk. School has been very helpful and supportive. It's just not having all this lined up for signing up for new school stuff is stressy.

In the meantime, my stress situation has been an ongoing state of not-great to downright awful. I detailed it all a few weeks ago. Not a ton has changed beyond being given a higher dose of prozac (now 20 mg). It feels so much like a feedback loop that's primarily physical. If I could just breathe normally when I sleep, if I could get my body to relax, then I could eat like a normal human and not feel constantly on the verge of falling apart.

*meta- I can't bring myself to nuke my LJ from orbit, but note I am originating over here in DW. So be it. ::sigh::
**meta-meta: I always feel like I should have more to say, but when it comes to it, I lose my steam. I guess something's better than nothing.
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2017-03-22 10:25 pm
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Post doctor post

I really like my doctor. She is so lovely and compassionate and non-judgey.  New meds: good old fashioned prozac. Started last night, so I can get over the worst of the body-load while asleep. By next week, I can stop the old meds.  Also, the 5 lbs I lost since last week was not the weight loss plan I meant. This is what happens, though, when you don't actually eat one full meal for days on end. SO not recommended.  Somewhere somehow during today, however, whatever it was that was causing my body to be a constant adrenaline dumping ground (ergo nausea factory) just turned off. I was able to eat lunch. I ate dinner. We went for broke and there was ice cream. Amazing!

Today I still felt a little queasy when I woke up but didn't linger and I wasn't fixated. Anyway- I meant to actually post this last night but then lost track.

The thing that gets me, when the anxiety brain finally turns off, I almost immediately lose track of what exactly it was that was so upsetting. I can scrounge bits and pieces together, but mostly because I've told enough people that I'm reciting it rather than remembering particularly the experience. Brains are so weird.  OK. I'm tired of talking about it all... gonna go fold laundry. <3

Thank you to everyone who's been present during this. It helps.

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2017-03-22 09:46 am
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Not great

So, about a week ago, I felt like I was about to throw up when I woke up (no I'm not pregnant). It feels like all the adrenaline ever has been dumped into my system, kind of all the time. Or enough of the time that I feel dizzy, queasy, or just paralyzed and unable to... anything. I'd been feeling emotionally fragile before last week, so this has been feeling like a physical manifestation of emotional distress.  It's made eating nigh on impossible. I'll feel hungry, but rarely able to eat more than a few bites before I'm done, or feel gross.

I feel like I have nothing to talk about other than my anxiety. Very little is interesting, positively distracting. Thank the gods asciikitty handed me a book that is holding my attention, because until then it had been all entertainment is not working for me (TV, crafts, books)- everything feels hard. I'm not terribly interested in climbing, even- especially when it feels like I'm poisoned by all the adrenaline. It makes me feel weak and that's not a good feel for climbing.

Work can sometimes keep my mind off of it, but it's also filled with a lot of negative stress. I have fantasies about a rich person who needs my skillset and hires me to be me and solve problems and do stuff for them.

Kid- very hard at the moment. Had a meeting with school today to try to come up with new solutions. Waiting for their turn in the queue for testing, so that doesn't happen til May. But feeling awful/anxious about this a lot of the time. Definitely moving forward on repeating Kindergarten next year.

Friends and family- I swear everyone's been so good to me. Jaime's been as present as she can be, Fubar and asciikitty are heroes. So many people checking in on me and being sweet and lovely. Weasels are trying to convince me I'm not worth the trouble and that I'm a lost cause and that eventually everyone will be fed up and leave me to my state of disarray.

Sleep? So much. Too much?

Sneaking suspicion- I'm wondering if I'm just a bit congested, holding my breath while I sleep, and in doing so having a ton of adrenaline dump in to remind me to breathe. I started retaking nose spray a few days ago and Claritin this morning.

But? This moment? I actually feel OK. I'll take it. I should eat something while I can.

Next: see doctor tonight, brain storm about wtf and meds.

(Edit): All I know is that I spend a lot of time feeling lost and scared, overwhelmed and beyond help and so so so boring.
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2017-02-21 02:06 pm

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Hi friends. How are you? 

Today's a feeling mopey day. (Got to visit with someone I rather like yesterday, but It's Complicated tm. Not much to be done. I don't really want to talk about it here, but I do. Did I mention complicated?)  Then follow up from this year's Confessional) caused me to grin and blush a fair bit.  Because apparently it's a year where I was gifted my very own thread. So, if any of the anon commenters are reading here... hi! I deeply appreciate being appreciated. I'm still bone-deep intrigued by people carrying torches for apparently decades. I realize some things are not meant to be known by the object 'pon which one crushes, but ... well, you know. CURIOUS! 

(GAH!, naughty dreamwidth, which publishes the post when you hit enter when putting in tags. )

What else? Everything, nothing?

House- I've not mentioned much here, but I'm about to be a home-owner. asciiktty's parents' house will soon be my family's house. It's exciting! It's on the Newton/Watertown line, and will not transfer residence until after the end of the school year.

Work? Still not king. But got rolling on Preservica. Had my first training (finally) today, and soon it'll be a going concern. I'm also working on cleaning up within the Records Management part of my life, which goes with an Asset Management System.

Kid- Doing OK. Very 5. I haven't had the energy to post here, but dealing with gender expression and declared self "Girl" in the fall, which has been persistent ever since. (I need more long sleeve dresses for her).  Looks like repeating kindergarten is for sure going to happen. No surprise. If she were 3 weeks younger, she'd have been in pre-K again this year. I'm calling this the practice year- get the notions of what is expected sorted out and then work on academic benchmarks.

Wife- EMPLOYED! That happened uh, about a week and  a half ago? No, 2 weeks ago exactly. They called on a Monday for the next day. that's the union for you, friends. She's still looking for work that doesn't involve wearing a tool belt and hauling particle board. She's also being happy and ridiculous at a new person. I'm full of compersion for her. He's a nice guy and lives in Dorchester.

Health/physicality- been climbing still, not enough. I need to ping CRG and put a hold on my membership. I can't do all the things, as it turns out. When I live in Newton, that'll likely be my default gym since they have a location about 2 mi from my new house.
I also have been participating in StepBet, because asciikitty is an enabler. That has gamified my activity just enough to keep me from slipping. I'm starting to feel like there's some difference. My goal is to have my utilikilt fit me as it should again.

Fam- I got to visit family in the Hudson Valley a few weeks ago, and then my parents visited this past weekend. The NY trip was to see my aunt in Our Town. My mom's younger sister. My mom, my Aunt Leslie and Uncle Will plus ersatz-Aunt Susan (I actually have an actual aunt by that name, just to confuse things), plus theatrical aunt's two adult kids were on site. Jaime and Kid also came with. it was quite an impromptu reunion and I was happy for the chance.
My parents had been planning on visiting me this weekend for a while. Mom's a huge advocate of vacation rentals, a good way to get a decent place near my house but not IN my house to take some pressure off those family members who might not be that social, the fact that the house is big, but that with guests it no longer feels adequate. Can allow for the dog to come if they want (not this time). It's overall a good thing. This time we went to Newburyport and got a beach house. Yes, tons of snow on the ground, but it was still delightful. The house itself was one that I'd very much like to rent again for a fun get-away for adults (sans parents or kids). It had a great aesthetic and a very nicely stocked kitchen with sharp knives and quality cook wear.

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2016-12-27 10:07 am

Pictureless account of family vacation to Hawaii

If I don't do this now, it'll never get done. So, I'm doing this in the HTML interface since LJ's visual editor is down, pls excuse the rudimentary. Also, I'll have to emulate 42itous and put in photos sans exposition another time.

expositionRead more... )

accommodation: Read more... )

Outings (not necessarily in chronological order):Read more... )

food:Read more... )

Nice brain, good brain (and summing up):Read more... )

TL: DR? Everyone had a great time. We saw pretty fish, swam, saw volcanoes, drank COFFEE, enjoyed getting souvenirs, and it's a damn miracle we came home at all. Feel free to ask me to see pictures if you're into that sort of thing. I by default don't offer them in case you're one of the ones who finds looking at vacation pictures depressing. (ETA): Also, I'm giving myself a gold star for knowing enough HTML/LJ code to put in cuts, because this did run quite long. Go me! I know things!!
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2016-11-16 04:10 pm
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Appropriate icon is appropriate

This morning I was 100% fragile and feeling broken and reactive.

Then I went to a webinar and my outlook on EVERYTHING is improved. Webinar was about implementing a digital asset management system (DAMS). There's more context to this, but I cannot possibly tell you now. I just needed to do a quick check in on the bit where I'm feeling like a different person for the best.

(EDIT): FYI-- I've yet to see this new "heart" feature. I think my customized look masks it. It does not tell me who is hearting things, so it's essentially anonymous input. You are *welcome* to give me anonymous support. I wanted to make sure them's who use this new feature know I have NFC who's being kind :)
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2016-10-15 10:09 am

Reminder - care and feeding of your vending artist friend

(pulled from FB b/c it's close enough)
The care and feeding of a vending artist:
Thank you for coming! It may seem easy and fun and like a party, but I am rarely able to focus on any one person during the event. I'm pretty much working. It's fun work, but I only do this one or two times a year and it's my opportunity to make back the money I sink into my art.
1. Please don't socialize in front of my table. Step to one side so the shy / stranger can walk through.
2. Don't feel bad if you can't buy something. You don't have to justify your choices. I'm just glad to see you
3. Don't feel slighted if I can't talk to you. I need to be in retail/host mode.
4. By all means ask if I've remembered to eat. / help me get a snack if I need it.
5. By all means spread the word about Arlington Open Studios 2016.
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2016-07-15 11:10 am

Checking in re: tragedies

Last night a guy murdered a bunch of people in Nice, France. This following last week's tragedies with police shooting citizens, and citizens shooting police.

I am unable to feel this latest one yet. So, working on self-care:
-Ate breakfast
-brought food and water to homeless in the Common
-allowed myself some hours at work to just be
-now going to focus on some real and useful work that needs doing.
-going to listen to some very chill music
-connecting with friends and hearing how they are

What is your self-care right now?
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2016-07-14 03:51 pm
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Recalibration, Part 3

Today's session (ref to session 1 and session 2 here) focused on improving assertiveness.

This is what we reviewed/ I learned )

So what does this mean for me?
I am dealing with some bone-deep default settings that swing me into passive land. It never occured to me to question this as a problem or something that needed evaluation. It's how I've always been, as far as I know.  So, on a good day, I will think to check in and not assume things, but when I'm having a bad day and feeling insecure, frustrated, overwhelmed, angry, it's easy for me to fall into traps: Don't be a nuisance; If someone's engrossed, they don't want to be bothered; Carry all that emotional labor and then some.  It was hard to come to the realization I was sabotaging myself (oh look: making judgements about my sense of self rather than seeing it as revising skills...) I am getting over that initial reaction. Bring on the skills!


  • stop being afraid of others' potential anger or disapproval and find out what's really going on.

  • be fully present when listening to someone (I will rehearse, judge, problem-solve, or placate pretty easily)

  • advocate for myself if I feel like I'm not being heard

  • do not deny my own needs for so long I go into crisis and can no longer talk effectively.

Self care is awesome!!
mizarchivist: (Angst Queens)
2016-06-30 05:00 pm

Recalibration, Part 2

I got my second session with Stephanie at the doctor's office on stress management. My first session is documented from 2 weeks ago. I've been doing a pretty good job integrating the first bit of homework

  • Puff ball prize seems to be working. I've adapted the original idea slightly. The every day jar is smallish jam size (1 1/4 cups?), which is a bit over a week to fill. About 2, I think? He's lost a lot of puffs, so hard to say. From there, we will empty that into a quart size, hopefully month-ish. There will be another prize when that gets filled. When the quart is filled, it goes into the gallon (ish) size, which is the year. The ultimate goal is going to Hawaii! He can "earn" his way to the tropical paradise. We'll see how it plays out, but so far the collective familial opinion is that this is a good system.

  • Focusing on effective over right

  • Being careful not to capitulate (subset of previous point)- so, if I'm saying NO that remains no.

  • Have been doing the Headspace-lead meditation. I actually started it over again after comleting the 10 day course yesterday (I was not hitting it on weekends, but hey, some is better than none)

  • Kid has provided some thoughts on rewards for good behavior. Our beach trip Sunday will be his first, as he filled the "week" sized jar

  • The "say it once" has been the hardest, I think. The kid can argue like woah. I will keep on it.

This week was dealing with cognitive distortions. This is a concept that I've delved into in the past. I know that [livejournal.com profile] lifecollage and I have discussed these brain weasels on more than one occasion. I've dealt with it with my niece, Laura, too. So, being reminded I fall prey to the weasels, too, and I can do something about it:

  • Notice I'm doing it

  • Stop and check in with myself what's triggered this

  • Answer the inquiries made above (ex: Would I say this to someone I love? ...No, of course not." Or, "What are my options? How would I like to respond?... " <- and answering that)

  • Relax and distract: go for a walk, meditate, focus on something else.

I had been working on dealing with this before Stephanie and I even met. I found that the walk wasn't quite enough, that when I was able to really focus on a task that I enjoyed or at least felt very competant to complete, that it was miraculous.
This was a great session. I walked in feeling very frustrated and left feeling like I had real tools to get on with what I needed to do. I'm interested in talking offline with people on all this, if it comes up, by the way. Or in comments!