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Sometimes all you need is some self-care and a bath

Yesterday was a bit of a rough one. Despite starting the day on a high (hello, anniversary), my anxiety got me to a point where I needed to deal with it or crash.

It’s been coming for days, but somehow, despite how often I try, bottling my emotions up doesn’t seem to help. What am I doing wrong? (Just kidding.)

On Tuesday, my social anxiety really peaked, and I ended up binge eating an entire block of chocolate. Not great. I could feel myself teetering on the edge of the slippery slope, so I went out to my husband and declared what I had done. I explained that I needed to admit it openly so that I didn’t reach the stage of hiding my eating habits again.…

Perfectionism is ruining my crafting hobby

Today I was doing some craft, trying yet again to make a glitter and resin tumbler.

It’s my fourth time. Actually, fifth, if you count the time I tried to make my nieces some tumblers (they were my first attempts and were umm… something).

While I was sanding the tumbler and getting cranky looking for lumps and bumps everywhere (sigh), I had a few realisations:

My need for perfection in craft gives me anxiety.
My anxiety means that I don’t enjoy what I’m doing.
No one said I had to enjoy resin tumblers.
No one is expecting perfection from me.
I shouldn’t let anxiety steal my joy.
I’ve whinged about this on my blog multiple times already.

Ultimately, I realised I’ve completely lost my way with crafting.…

This week, my anxiety won

My anxiety finally caught up with me this week, and I crashed in a big way.

I could feel it building, and my body was growing more and more fatigued. I would wake up in the morning, barely feeling refreshed. I developed a cold sore in the corner of my mouth. My motivation to do anything was dipping, and my desire to retreat into a cave became overwhelming.

A few nights, I tried going to bed earlier. I gave myself permission not to do my to-do list. I slothed on the couch, and sometimes found myself doom-scrolling, which, in hindsight, disappointed me. I’d been doing so much better at avoiding that.

On a surface level, it felt like I was taking it easy, but it didn’t solve anything.…

Sometimes all you need is some self-care and a bath

Perfectionism is ruining my crafting hobby

This week, my anxiety won

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