Diana-M
Beloved Grand Eagle
Hello TMS family!
I have a little story for you. This morning, I fell. I didn’t hurt myself, I just landed on my tush. But it rattled me and it makes me think of all sorts of terrible potential problems that could come my way.
More than anything, it makes me ashamed (I know this is wrong and I shouldn’t be, but I am,) The experience strongly tempted me to crawl deeper into a hole.
Luckily, because of my exercise program, I was able to get back up again fairly easily using a chair and my new strong arm and leg muscles. So, there was a victory. But the biggest victory came when I got a grip of my emotions and I said “in your face you stupid lizard!” Instead of going into the fetal position for the day, I blew it off.
I did my exercises and took a shower. (Showers are always kind of hard and scary for me, so that was a big deal to take one right after a fall). I took one on purpose to show my stupid lizard brain who’s boss.
And afterwards, I felt on top of the world because I faced my fear, and I fought back!
I think sometimes my subconscious brain has “let”
me fall more recently, and in the past, to stop me from going forward. I’m scheduled to go to the beach in a week— and it’s going to be challenging and exciting. It’s my favorite thing to do in the world! I know my TMS brain wants me to be too afraid to do it —too afraid to go. It says, “See? You can fall so easily! You better not leave your house!”
Screw you, TMS brain! I’m going to the beach. I’m going to face all my obstacles and overcome them. I’m going to float through my anxiety— if I even have any. I’m going to stare out at the deep blue sea and think about how wonderful life is! Then I’m going to eat all my favorite beach foods. And not once am I going to feel sorry for myself. Because TMS is temporary. And one of these days —I’ll be out of this. I’ll be my old self, walking the beach.
I have a little story for you. This morning, I fell. I didn’t hurt myself, I just landed on my tush. But it rattled me and it makes me think of all sorts of terrible potential problems that could come my way.
More than anything, it makes me ashamed (I know this is wrong and I shouldn’t be, but I am,) The experience strongly tempted me to crawl deeper into a hole.
Luckily, because of my exercise program, I was able to get back up again fairly easily using a chair and my new strong arm and leg muscles. So, there was a victory. But the biggest victory came when I got a grip of my emotions and I said “in your face you stupid lizard!” Instead of going into the fetal position for the day, I blew it off.
I did my exercises and took a shower. (Showers are always kind of hard and scary for me, so that was a big deal to take one right after a fall). I took one on purpose to show my stupid lizard brain who’s boss.
And afterwards, I felt on top of the world because I faced my fear, and I fought back!
I think sometimes my subconscious brain has “let”
me fall more recently, and in the past, to stop me from going forward. I’m scheduled to go to the beach in a week— and it’s going to be challenging and exciting. It’s my favorite thing to do in the world! I know my TMS brain wants me to be too afraid to do it —too afraid to go. It says, “See? You can fall so easily! You better not leave your house!”
Screw you, TMS brain! I’m going to the beach. I’m going to face all my obstacles and overcome them. I’m going to float through my anxiety— if I even have any. I’m going to stare out at the deep blue sea and think about how wonderful life is! Then I’m going to eat all my favorite beach foods. And not once am I going to feel sorry for myself. Because TMS is temporary. And one of these days —I’ll be out of this. I’ll be my old self, walking the beach.
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