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Why "doing something relaxing” does not help your anxiety

A lot of the time when people give advice intended to relieve anxiety, they suggest doing “relaxing” things like drawing, painting, knitting, taking a bubble bath, coloring in one of those zen coloring books, or watching glitter settle to the bottom of a jar.

This advice is always well-intentioned, and I’m not here to diss people who either give it or who benefit from it. But it has never, ever done shit for me, and this is because it goes about resolving anxiety in the completely wrong way.  

THE WORST THING YOU CAN DO when suffering from anxiety is to do a “relaxing” thing that just enables your mind to dwell and obsess more on the thing that’s bothering you. You need to ESCAPE from the dwelling and the obsession in order to experience relief.

You can drive to a quiet farm, drive to the beach, drive to a park, or anywhere else, but as someone who has tried it all many, many times, trust me–it’s a waste of gas. You will just end up still sad and stressed, only with sand on your butt. You can’t physically escape your sadness. Your sadness is inside of you. To escape, you need to give your brain something to play with for a while until you can approach the issue with a healthier frame of mind. 

People who have anxiety do not need more time to contemplate, because we will use it to contemplate how much we suck.

In fact, you could say that’s what anxiety is–hyper-contemplating. When we let our minds run free, they run straight into the thorn bushes. Our minds are already running, and they need to be controlled. They need to be given something to do, or they’ll destroy everything, just like an overactive husky dog ripping up all the furniture. 

Therefore, I present to you: 

THINGS YOU SHOULD NOT DO WHEN ANXIOUS

–Go on a walk

–Watch a sunset, watch fish in an aquarium, watch glitter, etc.

–Go anywhere where the main activity is sitting and watching

–Draw, color, do anything that occupies the hands and not the mind

–Do yoga, jog, go fishing, or anything that lets you mentally drift 

–Do literally ANYTHING that gives you great amounts of mental space to obsess and dwell on things.

THINGS YOU SHOULD DO WHEN ANXIOUS:

–Do a crossword puzzle, Sudoku, or any other mind teaser game. Crosswords are the best.

–Write something. It doesn’t have to be a masterpiece. Write the Top 10 Best Restaurants in My City. Rank celebrities according to Best Smile. Write some dumb Legolas fanfiction and rip it up when you’re done. It’s not for publication, it’s a relief exercise that only you will see. 

–Read something, watch TV, or watch a movie–as long as it’s engrossing. Don’t watch anything which you can run as background noise (like, off the top of my head, Say Yes to The Dress.) As weird as it seems, American Horror Story actually helps me a lot, because it sucks me in. 

–Masturbate. Yes, I’m serious. Your mind has to concentrate on the mini-movie it’s running. It can’t run Sexy Titillating Things and All The Things That are Bothering Me at the same time. (…I hope. If it can, then…ignore this one.) 

–Do math problems—literally, google “algebra problems worksheet” and solve them. If you haven’t done math since 7th grade this will really help you. I don’t mean with math, I mean with the anxiety. 

–Play a game or a sport with someone that requires great mental concentration. Working with 5 people to get a ball over a net is a challenge which will require your brain to turn off the Sadness Channel. 

–Play a video game, as long as it’s not something like candy crush or Tetris that’s mindless. 

THINGS YOU SHOULD DO DURING PANIC ATTACKS ESPECIALLY:

–List the capitals of all the U.S. states

–List the capitals of all the European countries

–List all the shapes you can see. Or all the colors. 

–List all the blonde celebrities you can think of.

–Pull up a random block of text and count all the As in it, or Es or whatever.  

Now obviously, I am not a doctor. I am just an anxious person who has tried almost everything to help myself.  I’ve finally realized that the stuff people recommend never works because this is a disorder that thrives on free time and free mental space. When I do the stuff I listed above, I can breathe again. And I hope it helps someone here too. 

(Now this shouldn’t have to be said but if the “do nots” work for you then by all means do them. They’ve just never worked for me.)

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me every month: 

[Before]

You felt your stomach flutter, as you saw the familiar face light up your screen. “Hey stranger!” You chuckled.

Jensen flashed a smirk, gazing at you, wishing you were there with him. “Hey, sweetheart.”

“Is that Y/N?” Richard asked from behind.

Jensen lifted up the phone, getting everyone in the shot. “Alright, say hi guys.”

“Hey Y/N!” They all chimed, making you smile so big your cheeks began to hurt.

“Hey boys! Wow, love the outfits.” You cackled.

“This is the place to be Y/N.” Jared pointed down. “J misses you, he even cried a little.” He teased.

“Shut up, that was you Jared.” Jensen rolled his eyes and chuckled.

Jared shrugged his shoulders, and nodded.

“Y/N, it’s a good thing you stayed away. These guys have been killing us with there stench. Seriously, you did the right thing!”

Both Jared and Jensen belted out in laughter. “Bask it in, Dick. Just take it.” Jared cackled.

Your stomach hurt from laughing so much. These boys were your best friends. And though you couldn’t be there to cheer them on, you still supported them.

“Alright, we are almost here. I’ll call you later.” Jensen muttered, his cheeks aching.

You nodded, staring at only him now. “Okay, don’t get hurt old man.” You teased. “Good luck guys! Break a leg! Or-or don’t, that’d be cool if you didn’t.” You hesitated.

They all laughed, and said their goodbyes.

————

[After]

You were in the middle of reading, when your phone lit up.

Swiping to the left, Jensen’s face shown across the screen. He seemed a little tired, and dirtier from this morning.

“Hey! How was it?” You smiled.

J shrugged his shoulders, a smirk forming on his lips. “It was fucking exhausting.” He chuckled. “But it was great. For a bunch of rookies, I am proud of us.”

“Aw that’s good! I am proud of you guys too.” You stated. “Are you guys going home?”

“Nah, we are going out for some beers. I think we deserved it.” He winked.

You shook your head, still smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. “You’re such men. Well have fun.” You muttered.

“Gen wanted me to tell you that she missed you today.” Jared exclaimed, focusing his attention on the road.

“Tell her I missed her too! And that I will call her tonight so we can discuss the bachelor!” You chuckled.

Jensen let out a soft sigh, staring intently at his phone. Gazing over ever feature of your face. He knew he shouldn’t feel this way, since you two could only be friends. But he couldn’t help it.

He tried to push his feelings aside, but the more time he worked with you on supernatural, the more he started to fall for you.

“I better go, I have to get ready for this scene.” You stated. Though you were on break from shooting Supernatural, you kept yourself busy with more work.

He cleared his throat, and nodded. “Y-yeah of course. Break a leg.” He winked.

You rolled your eyes, and let out a soft huff. “Thanks, Ackles. Congrats, and I will see you all in two weeks.” You muttered. “Give Gen a big hug from me, and tell Danneel I said hello!”

He swallowed hard, and pursed his lips. “Will do.” He stated. “See you soon Y/N.”

“Bye. And Bye Jared, love you both!”

“Love you too Y/N.” Jared exclaimed.

As you hung up, Jensen stared at the dark screen. “I love you.” He mouthed.

MASTERLIST

MASTERLIST PART TWO

NCIS

Gibbs:

Mute

Storms

Trust in you 

Angels

Please come down…

Let it go

Makeup date

Abby 

I’m always here

Dinozzo

Give me a reason

Home

SUPERNATURAL

Gabriel

Not your fault

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Part six

Part seven

Part eight

LUCIFER X READER

Love me?

CASTIEL X READER

Happy

SAM X GABE:

Christmas

AVENGERS

Tony Stark

Secrets out

Bucky Barnes

Pumpkin carving?

Thor

Candy?

Clint:

Go out with me?

Steve:

I’m sorry

Tradition

SHERLOCK

Sherlock:

Listen

CROSSOVERS

NCIS/Supernatural family business 

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Final

Join Me (Kylo Ren X Sister!Reader)

Characters: Kylo Ren X Sister!Reader

Universe: Star Wars

Warnings: Mention of depression and thought of character death through suicide, Spoilers?

Request: Reader is Kylo’ s younger sister and he was the only one she spoke to about her depression and feelings of isolation and when he leaves he doesn’t forget about her. In the scene where he and Rey fight, reader is there and he coaxes her to the dark side so that he can look after her and train her in the ways if the force, just so that she can generally be under his protection? If you dont mind?

Other Note: I’m finding writing for Star Wars waaaay too hard, so I might end up deleting them or not doing them if I genuinely can’t figure out how to do it.

Kylo hadn’t been in direct contact with his family for quite a few years now, and had no intention of getting in contact and acting all sweet with them- well, at least with his parents. His little sister was a totally different matter.

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Hello big-hit we have the next show for the boys to go on 

Idea: BTS competing on hell’s kitchen but Namjoon isnt allowed to translate anything so it just ends up being Gordan Ramsay angrily screaming in English and Seokjin yelling back equally angry in Korean

fix you | p.p

summary: after fighting mysterio, peter comes back to you in need of a little fixing up; both physically and mentally. stark!reader.

wc: a short, sweet, little bit teary-eyed 900

masterlist | insp.

when your phone rang and you saw peters name pop up along with his contact picture, you didn’t even hesitate to grab your phone as quick as you could, scaring sam in the process as you threw down your uno cards.

“hello?”

“hey, uh… can i get a ride?”

his voice was shaky, his breathing quick, and with no more than thirty seconds into the phone call, you could tell that something was wrong. the way that your stomach twisted with every word that left his mouth just confirmed your thoughts. 

“where are you? i’ll come get you.” 

at this point, you were looking at happy, who was already going to get the jet ready for takeoff. 

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A word of advice to trans women

Go to your nearest target. Buy a two pack of pushup bras (24$ for 2), and target’s bra inserts (12$). Then go to your nearest Walmart and buy the Vasserette Control Shapewear Panties (2.50 each), they do wonders for helping your tuck. There you go! You just saved yourself a lot of money, you can afford to buy enough to wear every day, and best of all you look fabulous. -@twidx