“It’s not like me to get anxiety”
“It’s not like me to get a sprained ankle”
One sounds daft? Or both?
I had a client who said the first yesterday, and gently I tried to reassure her that it doesn’t work like that. Adding stigma, embarrassment, resentment or denial to our mental wellbeing can be as damaging as walking on that sprained ankle…
We can ALL experience anxiety, be it for shorter or more sustained periods of time.
It would be really wonderful if we were able to express it as conversationally as a physical discomfort, and be supported in a way that doesn’t involve sympathetic smiles, awkward eye contact and a change of the subject.
That then opens the door to easing those emotions; communication, movement, nature, nourishment, the breath… I’m really interested in helping create a space to open up this discussion & am working on some events that hopefully will offer the chance to help us as a community understand how to support ourselves and others’ mental wellbeing with as much ease & confidence as that ankle sprain 💕