Updated: Dec 7, 2023
When I was at my peak breaking point of my anxiety, I decided I needed to find a book to help me. I am a reader and so it made sense for me to find my answer with words. I somehow came across this book called "The Five Second Rule" By Mel Robbins.
Her book changed me forever.
Mel does not just tell you her story and give you a tool to use. She backs everything up by science. She not only tells you what to do but also why it works. She calls it "The Five Second Rule". No not the one where you can drop food and eat it as long as you pick it up quickly. It's the one where the moment you decide to do something, you count down and when you get to one, you MUST get up right away and do it. She came up with it one night when she said she thought about a rocket taking off 5-4-3-2-1 BLAST OFF. She explains how science backs up this theory and why it works and man it works. And it's not just for getting up and doing something. It's also for when you mind starts swirling out of control into your anxious thoughts. The moment you realize you are in deep anxious thoughts, you stop, count down five and then think of something else. Something positive perhaps. It really works I swear!
If you don't believe me, check out her book yourself. I highly recommend it. Until then, I will keep working on my book and then you can learn about my journey and what I do to overcome my anxiety everyday.
Stay positive and choose happy!
Updated: Dec 7, 2023
Writing about my past is not easy. I hesitate every time I go to hit that publish button. The worry about what people might say or think of me once they read it over comes me. As much as I don't want to care what people think, insecurity seeps in. I am at a crossroads where on one path I want to share my past in order to inspire others to get through the tough stuff, and on the other path, I am so desperately terrified to tell people the truth of my past because it is so grim. When I have shared things with people they get that look on their face that I cannot bare. The shock they receive when hearing my words is all encompassing dread.
Going through my older journals has stirred up some real trauma. Things I have suppressed have come to the surface and are effecting me all over again. It is scary. Things I never wanted to remember are now haunting my day. Suppressing is clearly not the answer. It's healing that I am looking for. There is only so long you can go on pretending right?
