Here goes nuthin'...
Posted: January 13th, 2015, 6:37 am
Hello everyone. I don’t know really where to start, so I’ll aim for somewhere off-center and just spread out from there. I’ll apologize in advance if this introduction doesn’t have any real structure. Just writing this down right now is a feat in itself. It’s very hard for me to get my feelings out without shutting this window down and going to search for something else so I don’t have to deal with my real feelings and anxiety.
I got here from listening to the podcast, which has helped me out in being able to put labels onto things that I’ve been feeling. A little about myself. I’m in my late 30’s, deal with depression and anxiety, and I like to self-medicate with food to numb myself from feeling anything uncomfortable. I’m possibly codependent on my spouse, which is something I didn’t know about me until recently. Thanks to the podcast and further reading online, I’ve been able to expand my emotional intelligence (if that’s a term).
I used to go down rabbit holes on Wikipedia and give myself self-diagnoses. That’s how I ended up thinking I had social anxiety, which I figured out because I couldn’t go to the bathroom in public places. I still read about symptoms that I have but now I leave it to the professionals to help me along. I’ve recently gone back to therapy, but we’re only one session in. So I’m not going to give an outlook on how I think I’m doing just yet. Although that seems to be a symptom of my depression. I don’t have the self-confidence to trust that I’m ok. So I spend a lot of time in my head either analyzing myself or trying to restrain my feelings so I don’t have an outburst and I forget to just be myself and live my life.
I was once a comedian and was doing ok…as ok as a young comic only three years in can do. Just learning the craft. For some reason, I can’t figure out, I lost my confidence. I went to take a one month break and 6 years later, I’m still on it. This is one of my biggest regrets. Every day I think about going back up there, but I have this unshakable fear of failing, not being accepted, and not having anything to say. I just got a tightness in my chest writing that. But I’ll try not to erase what I just wrote and eat my feelings away. I needed to write this down and shared with you all.
I picked the name Emotional Rat Nest as a goof, but the more I think about it, it kind of makes sense. I sometimes feel like my brain’s wiring is tangled up, like the way a fishing reel will sometimes unspool and cause a mess. Technically the line is still connected but it’s in such a ball of knots that it cannot function properly. I can’t fix these kinds of problems from just outside observation. I’m going to have to get in there and start trying to make sense of where the knots are and start putting things back in the proper order. It’s not going to be easy. It will take a lot of delicate work and a lot of time.
I guess to sum it up, I’m not the person I want to be. But hopefully with therapy, the support of you all, and being able to be honest with myself, I can untangle that nest.
I got here from listening to the podcast, which has helped me out in being able to put labels onto things that I’ve been feeling. A little about myself. I’m in my late 30’s, deal with depression and anxiety, and I like to self-medicate with food to numb myself from feeling anything uncomfortable. I’m possibly codependent on my spouse, which is something I didn’t know about me until recently. Thanks to the podcast and further reading online, I’ve been able to expand my emotional intelligence (if that’s a term).
I used to go down rabbit holes on Wikipedia and give myself self-diagnoses. That’s how I ended up thinking I had social anxiety, which I figured out because I couldn’t go to the bathroom in public places. I still read about symptoms that I have but now I leave it to the professionals to help me along. I’ve recently gone back to therapy, but we’re only one session in. So I’m not going to give an outlook on how I think I’m doing just yet. Although that seems to be a symptom of my depression. I don’t have the self-confidence to trust that I’m ok. So I spend a lot of time in my head either analyzing myself or trying to restrain my feelings so I don’t have an outburst and I forget to just be myself and live my life.
I was once a comedian and was doing ok…as ok as a young comic only three years in can do. Just learning the craft. For some reason, I can’t figure out, I lost my confidence. I went to take a one month break and 6 years later, I’m still on it. This is one of my biggest regrets. Every day I think about going back up there, but I have this unshakable fear of failing, not being accepted, and not having anything to say. I just got a tightness in my chest writing that. But I’ll try not to erase what I just wrote and eat my feelings away. I needed to write this down and shared with you all.
I picked the name Emotional Rat Nest as a goof, but the more I think about it, it kind of makes sense. I sometimes feel like my brain’s wiring is tangled up, like the way a fishing reel will sometimes unspool and cause a mess. Technically the line is still connected but it’s in such a ball of knots that it cannot function properly. I can’t fix these kinds of problems from just outside observation. I’m going to have to get in there and start trying to make sense of where the knots are and start putting things back in the proper order. It’s not going to be easy. It will take a lot of delicate work and a lot of time.
I guess to sum it up, I’m not the person I want to be. But hopefully with therapy, the support of you all, and being able to be honest with myself, I can untangle that nest.