A sweet friend messaged me last night asking what she should do about consuming anxiety. She's not alone + we don't talk about these things enough. My top suggestions for when things get heavy:
1. Get away from screens. Get into the natural world.
2. Move your ass. Especially if you don't want to. Make it your job. Walk. Dance. Work out. Jump. Shake that shit around. Don't let it all just settle and consume you. MOVE.
3. Seek silence. It's the last thing we want because it's so damn hard to look at ourselves when we aren't 100%, but we must. We must look ourselves in the eye and choose love no matter what we see. *Follow the link in my bio to see what this daily practice looks like for me.
4. Reach out. Tell someone. When thoughts are spoken, they stop feeling like a secret that's eating your insides. Tell a friend. Tell a tree. Tell a professional. Let your darkness meet the light of day. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
You are worthy. You are love. You are
strong enough. ❤️
Scuse the poor quality image, but this is the first day I've gone into the pole studio without a baggy top over myself. I usually take it off halfway through due to it needing skin grip, but today I didn't. I just felt a confidence in myself that I haven't for a long time. No, I don't feel skinny or sexy, but I do feel strong and powerful. Maybe it's something to do with this weekends events, maybe I've been smashing the gym so much that I don't notice anything bad about myself, or maybe I've jut stopped giving a fuck. Whatever the reason, I'm fucking beautiful and I'm glad I can see that in myself again 💪🏻