When I'm anxious, one of the hardest things to do is to stop overthinking. After all, this seems to be what anxiety is about, beyond, of course, the physical symptoms. Anxiety causes you to worry about what you are experiencing stress about. Therefore, you end up overthinking about the situation and about various scenarios. It's hard to stop overthinking.
Masking depression is something many people do. I tell people when I discuss living with major depressive disorder that I am the queen of masks. And it's true; I can smile when I need to. I became such a perfectionist at masking my depression that I could even fool my closest friends. Yet, when I am alone or turn around, my smile disappears from my face quicker than a scared jackrabbit. 
I've recently undergone a routine change with my bipolar disorder. This has been harder to adapt to than you might think. I find doing the same thing every day has a protective effect on bipolar disorder, so removing that rhythm can do the opposite. A change in my bipolar routine has officially thrown me off my game.
I used to think I was bad at meditation. I had poured myself into books, podcasts, and media that revolved around self-improvement and noticed a common theme: meditation. The problem was that I had already convinced myself that I was bad at meditation. After years of trying, I felt discouraged that I couldn't grasp this seemingly magic tool praised by many. I had almost given up, but instead, I turned to the question, "Is it possible to be bad at meditating?"
As I sit down to reflect on the therapeutic power of spring cleaning and self-esteem, I am drawn into a journey of self-discovery and personal growth. Growing up, I never realized the profound impact that tidying my space could have on my mental wellbeing and self-esteem. However, as I have navigated through life's challenges, I have gradually uncovered the transformative effects of decluttering and organizing my surroundings. In short, your self-esteem can be affected by spring cleaning.
Early this week at my meeting, we shared some of the toughest hurdles we've faced on our journey to gambling addiction recovery, and I couldn't help but notice that budgeting and debt managing emerged as a key theme. It's difficult to dig yourself out of debt and regain financial stability, especially if you don't know much about finance management. There are also limited resources on the topic aimed at recovering gamblers. This inspired me to delve deeper into the topic, as rebuilding finances was also one of my biggest challenges on my journey to recovery.
Handling others' reactions to verbal abuse can be challenging. Managing a verbally abusive relationship is difficult, especially when an outsider provides their opinion on the situation. Listening to reactions from others dismissing the severity of the problem can cause feelings of anger and resentment. Someone who is the regular target of verbal abuse may seek out support from others only to face avoidance or skepticism.
Life has changed drastically since the COVID-19 pandemic; it's why the term "new normal" was used to describe the post-pandemic world. From work and education to social interactions and healthcare, virtually every aspect of life was affected. Although the World Health Organization declared the end of COVID-19 as a public health emergency on May 11, 20231, many of these aspects never returned to normal. In fact, the disease is around to date, which is why some people still wear masks in public spaces. Since the world went into survival mode for a couple of years, we didn't have time to process the monumental changes we were going through. But now that we are no longer in a crisis, I wonder if we have mentally adjusted to the new normal.
I've found that self-care for premenstrual syndrome is critical. Hormonal changes from premenstrual syndrome (PMS) cause me to feel tired, bloated, sore, depressed, and sometimes angry. There are days when I can barely get out of bed. During this time, I feel guilty for not being productive. However, to manage, it is important to be kind to myself and practice self-care for PMS symptoms. Here are six ways I take care of myself during my period.
Improving interpersonal communication with borderline personality disorder (BPD) can be a lifelong task. For me, interpersonal communication with BPD becomes a battleground where the stakes are high. One misstep could lead to unintended consequences, exacerbating my BPD symptoms.

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Karen Mae Vister
Thanks for the feedback. I like to think my experiences can make a difference for someone else, so this meant a lot to read.
Helpless Human
Same happened to me through the years, I used hardworking as a coping mechanism to bring my self perception from black to white.
you know what white and black mean to BPD.
Macy R.
Hi,Believe me its not hard to feel like a baby while wearing a diaper and rubberpants for bedwetting! Just after i turned 12,i started my puberty and the bedwetting came along with it.My parents got me cloth diapers,diaper pins,rubberpants,babypowder,and diaper rash ointment from various websites.The diapers were thick,just like regular baby diapers and the diaper pins were in pink,yellow and blue and some with teddy bear and duck heads!The rubberpants they got me were in adult size in pastel colors and some with nursery prints on them that i wasn't overly crazy about.Every night before bedtime,i took a quick shower,while mom laid the folded diaper in the center of my bed with the pins,and rubberpants beside it.After my shower, i had to lay down naked on the diaper,mom would rub the rash ointment on me then apply the babypowder.The diaper was then brought up and the corners pinned with the diaper pins.After the diaper was adjusted,i would raise up my legs and mom would pull the rubberpants up my legs and over the diaper and adjust them.Since they were adult size,they fit me blousy and bulged out.After they were on,i would put on my nightgown,go and give dad a hug,then get into bed.The rubberpants crinkled as i walked and made me feel like a baby!A couple of months later,the one night i had a pair of the nursery print rubberpants on over my diaper,and started sucking my thumb!I don't know why i did it,but it made me feel very babyish! Then a short time later,i started sucking my thumb while mom was putting the diaper and rubberpants on me and she thought it was cute! A few days later,as i was about to lay down on the diaper,mom brought out a pacifier and stuck it in my mouth and told me it is better than sucking my thumb,so from then on,i used the pacifier while mom was diapering me.My bedwetting went on all thru 13 and 14 and i got to feeling more and more like a baby! When i was 14,i had my first sleepover with two of my closest friends and they watched mom put the diaper and rubberpants on me,then they told me they wanted to be diapered also,so mom put a diaper and rubberpants on them also,so i wasnt the only one in a diaper!My bedwetting went on all thru 14 and two months into 15 and that was hard,being 15 and like a baby at night.My bedwetting ended and mom was sad that she didnt get to diaper me anymore.The last time i wore the diaper and rubberpants was on my confirmation day in May under my required white floor length dress with the veil.I had the required white tights over them and mom loved it!
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Trust someone that had allergic reaction with 8 bottles, If God does not want you in Heaven yet
you will not die!
I did all those things you regret not doing.. I brought my .3 children up alone, everything home cooked, took them everywhere, tried to be the perfect mom. They would admit this, but as they got into their early 20s, they began to discard me and it's now all about their partners parents. They have even tracked down their long lost father and all is forgotten. My long years of struggle don't matter,. So I don't think you need to beat yourself up because you didn't make home cooked meals..I know of terrible parents who's adult children adore them. It's the luck of the draw how they turn out, however good or bad you brought them up. I could not have done more, yet mine have no time for mem. I'm done with the crying after so many years of this....I'm now just numb...i will never really from a broken heart.