Sunday Scaries
Well it’s been a minute since you last heard me ramble hasn’t it. I’ve kept you waiting for long enough so let’s just dive into it. Anxiety my dear old friend! The last few months have had many a spiral, ending in some amazing highs and equal lows. I’ve never felt the term “Sunday Scaries” to be so relatable until recently. I’m at a new job, in a new field, at an up and coming company doing some really exciting work and It was all great until it wasn’t.
Stress and anxiety are a natural part of life even if we don’t want them to be. Life is life so it has it’s own issues. Fold in some good ol’ company objectives, impossible deadlines and horrible dates that just make the day worse and there you have it…welcome to adulthood. My job went from inspiring to infuriating and ambitious to anxiety driven over night. Load this onto trying to date, move for the first time, and figure out who I am at 25, you can see why there was many a spiral over the last few months.
I would wake up with a 20 pound weight on my chest because my body was already prepping for the stress of the day. We barely have weekends as it stands with half a Friday free, Saturday trying to have fun while also hitting Ikea or two, then jumping right into a Sunday filled with fear of Monday, where the hell is my 4 day week.
Months went by and things got worse but I’m here on the other side. I spoke up, worked hard, and am in such an amazing place that I’ve never truly been in before. I have an amazing Boyfriend, love my new role, and am two months from making my first big girl move into Brooklyn. With all of this, it’s still a fight not to get back into that dark place of second guessing, anxious living, and fighting with my brain to just let one positive thought out. But I’m here to fight!
My “Sunday Scaries” are now “Sunday Symphonies”. Waking up, getting a coffee, going on a long walk, and just taking a second to remember to pause. Live in this moment. Ultimately to remember that none of this is real. We’re all just weird skin sacks walking on a floating rock trying to be happy and pay our stupid little rent. If you are also a “Sunday Scaries” victim or survivor, I’m here with you boo. We’re all just trying to have a little fun and make some money so when that anxiety bear starts to run towards you, stand tall and remember to take it day by day.