y’all, this past week has been a doozy. I feel like I’m spending 18 hours a day minimum asleep, and trying to be semi productive and not despise myself for sleeping the other 6. The stress of everything is definitely just building and building, so much so that I had a panic attack Monday night. If you’ve never experienced a panic attack, either physically or by being present during a loved one’s count yourself lucky. They are ugly, they are scary, and it really is hard to believe that you’re not going to die.
(and ps, I super feel like a broken record talking about how stressed out I’ve been lately. But the only creature I have to talk to in real time is Scotti, so you’ll just have to deal with it.)
Every day, I’ve been trying to find something to do for at least half an hour, that distracts me from everything else. I used to think my version of self care was going to a bar and seeing what would happen with some guy, or getting drunk at home and seeing who from Tinder might stop by, but things have changed for the better the past year. Now I do things like watch silly reality TV (I just started the Bachelor for the first time ever, and whoa), look at vintage engagement rings on the internet, read a book, or do something that helps me feel pretty.
Last week, I took the time to make my favorite body scrub. By time, I mean about 5 minutes. I scrubbed that coffee in and scrubbed away the stupid. And my clay mask pulled out all sorts of negativity. That’s what Indian clay masks do, it’s a fact.
The question is, how many body scrubs and face masks does it take to take all the stress away? Do you have to do green juices and yoga in addition to it?