Sometimes it is the little things that mean so much

Sometimes it is a smile, a kiss, holding someone’s hand, bringing food, helping out when things go crazy. Sometimes it coming over just to say hi, listening when they need a friend. Sometimes it is just sitting with someone when they are grieving. Sometimes it is just letting them know they are loved. Sometimes, those things can mean so much.

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Learning to focus on things that matter…

One thing I am learning more and more when dealing with panic and anxiety is how to let go and re-focus. I am learning to let myself focus on other things. It is HARD and I am not always successful but that motto, “One day at a time” is becoming what I use everyday. I try not to let thing s and people cause me to over think. And, I am learning to encourage myself that I AM a good person and if people have issues with me and I have done nothing wrong, then why over think it or get anxious or panic? And I am learning, slowly, that life throws hurtles but I have to step over them and focus on the good. Things happen, it is life and I cannot change some things. So, I am on that journey and I hope all of my friends who have this issue, can journey along with me. 🙂

Animal Memories of time gone by page

They could not possibly be from this planet. Today was Cat day. They are now taking turns. Yesterday was Nitro day with his 90 lb.( Now 120 pounds) puppy 2 year self. You can see that blog on here. Today, it was Hercules and Cujo. Beware what you name your animals.

They decided to knock my speakers off, turn on the hot water in the kitchen, toss the keyboard to the floor and then decided it would be fun to tear my flower arrangement to the floor, piece by piece.

Next they threw my internet boxes all over the floor and slung my notepad to the ground, so that, of course, Nitro could eat it. into shreds I might add.

These are not real animals obviously. Though I do not believe in Aliens, these three must have come from some strange planet I was unaware of.

They tag team, they destroy, they attack (the kitties) when you least expect it and then now they are turning the water on and running it at full blast until I can slam up here to turn it off.

Thy are all spoiled with luxuries most animals only wish for. You cannot spank a Shepherd which I would not do anyway as I believe in positive reinforcement.

Cats cannot be controlled but then, these are not cats. They are of a species that resemble cats, they purr like cats and they even let kids play with them.

I am allowed petting time when they are ready for it. Ready for it so they can allow 10 seconds before they gouge my arms.

Yes, then again, my animals are aliens, after all. And now I have more. Rescues that need homes but they are mass destructive weapons. I am SO GLAD I LOVE animals.

When we agree to disagree….

Sometimes we get stuck in an endless argument because neither side will cave because they are so sure “they” are right. But the key to letting go of that is to agree to disagree. You can argue a point with someone unless you get dragon breath and blow fire but it won’t change their mind.

However, we need to learn that are just times when we are NOT going to agree on something and make that leap to say, “Ok, let’s just agree to disagree. it doesn’t mean either party was right or wrong just that we cannot come to the same agreeable conclusion.

We just have a difference of opinion that can’t not should be forced on the other person because then it really is a type of bullying and they will end up just getting agitated anyway. So today, if you find yourself in that position. Just DO it. Agree to disagree. And then be happy.

Thank you to those who stand beside us…. And understand us……

Kudos to all you wonderful people who are there for those who are anxious, depressed or have panic. We ARE still the same people but we are just trapped in a prison we have no idea how to escape from. But there are good days too when the light shines through. Fight or Flight? Easier said than done when the fear of sadness hits. Me? I run when it is bad or at least my brain does. When I fight it then that is usually when I lash out to protect myself.
Oddly, I identify with children and animals and they ease my fear and pain. I am often best when someone else is in a state of whatever and I am calm and I help them. But, often during the fight as opposed to flight, I am bold like the old me and I stand up for myself against the people who condemn me. Often those who claim to love and follow the scripture. They might want to read some of that again.
Either way, for those who stand by us and BELIEVE in us, THANK YOU is not enough, even if we may not show it.

We are who we are…. I am just me….

I am learning each day to accept me for who I am . Not the mold I am supposed to be but the real, actual me. Sometimes I have anxiety. Sometimes I have anger. Sometimes I laugh and sometimes I cry. I post memes because they make me laugh. I write. I create art. My kind of art. Not what is popular or in the “love” type of the year. I am outspoken but loyal and goodhearted. A bit too sensitive at times and easily get my feelings hurt but then I can be tough. I am strange to some people, I do not easily make friends for reasons I do not understand but I accept it. Because, I am. Me.