This week I totally and completely fell for the comparison game. I looked at other blogs, social accounts, writers, and entrepreneurs and thought, “there’s just no way I can be like them. I should just give up.” I let that awful thought fester in my head until, well, right this moment. Even as I type out these words I feel these insecurities. I sit here, typing these words, knowing that I set a goal to publish a new blog entry every Tuesday and Friday…and it’s Thursday night and I have no idea what to write for the next morning. I feel emptied out. Tired. Feeling like I’m not going to make it.
Ever since I started setting three tasks for my day, I find that my evenings are starting to become stress-free. When I finally check off task number three, my body feels relaxed and I slump right into my nighttime routine. Yes my routine is simple, but I have found that by doing some of these simple things I am able to fall into a full night of incredible sleep, waking up the following morning actually feeling refreshed and ready for my day.
First, let me start off by saying that I absolutely had 100% no idea what to write today. Some days when it comes to my blog, I feel really good about the content that I produce to my readers. Other days I contemplate if anyone is actually listening, taking my advice, or even cares about what I do. I want to desperately serve you (even if that number of readership is small) and yet, still feel insecure about the fact that I do all of this work, hit the publish button, and just kind of hope someone is stumbling upon my work.
It was 4:30 p.m. I just finished a shift for work and, after scrolling through my Instagram for thirty minutes, I felt anxious and shameful. Why? Because I wasn’t getting anything done in my to-do list. I mean, I just got off work and spent time to decompress – which in any other eyes seems completely normal. So why in the world was I feeling so shameful for it?
I come from this beautiful picturesque small beach village called Niantic. It sits on the Long Island sound in southeastern Connecticut - an easy drive from Boston & NYC. The village is lined with beaches, has a beautiful main street filled with small boutiques and cafes, and a small gazebo at the center of town; the hub for any townie weekend event. Down main street our town hosts holiday strolls, farmer markets, numerous parades. However, none compare to the infamous East Lyme Day, which is basically a humongous block party where Main Street is shut down every third Saturday of July with fun food, large discounts, and fireworks on the beach at night. It's especially beautiful watching them from a boat on the bay.
Hey everyone! This is the first guest post written by my very good friend, Emily Creek. She recently moved to the mountains and has some spectacular tips on how to be properly prepped when it comes to hiking by yourself, and also the tremendous growing experience that comes with it. If you're also interested in writing on An OKay Life, feel free to submit some ideas!
Thoughts that swirled in my head when I decided to move from Chicago to Denver: “Ahhhh yes! So many places to hike and camp on days off this is so good.”
You see, the good ol’ outdoors are where I find my peace and release from stress. And physical activity balances me out, so I was feeling ready for this new lifestyle.
Oliver & I were sitting in this small park in Berkeley on our honeymoon, sharing a delicious lunch from this french take-out place around the corner when we started talking about how tired we were. It wasn’t exactly the exhausted energy that comes from having an adventurous day, it was more of a people tired. We had spent every waking moment together since we said “I Do,” and we started to notice how tired it was trying to entertain the other constantly.
Lately I have felt small (or probably longer than small) spurts of anxiety towards my creative ambitions. I easily fall into this trap of seeing people do incredible things, and then look at what I create and think “man, I could never live up to that.” It starts to stunt my ambition, pulling me away from even trying al together. Which then leaves me in that pit called ,”what am I even supposed to do in this life?"
These past few weeks (honestly since the wedding) I have had some pretty awful stomach issues. Pains, nausea, vomiting, you name it. Sorry to be graphic, but after seeing a stomach doctor and getting an endoscopy done I found out that it all came from stress. Friends I stressed myself out so much during wedding season that I actually irritated my stomach! At first we were scared it was an ulcer, but luckily it’s just inflammation. I have to be on medicine for the next three months, which I am super thankful for. But it all could have been avoided if I just relaxed a bit and took care of myself…instead of worrying about every single minuscule detail.
After my endoscopy I actually sat down to reflect on the different health issues in my life that I have been avoiding. Things that don’t seem like a big deal now, but looking back I am not realizing that my body needs me to treat it well. I only get one body, and that means I should start listening to my aches and pains and treating them with better care.
Here are a few of the things that I reflected on that need some change: