Small Victories

In life, there are many times in which we can celebrate ourselves, or the accomplishments of others. There are some who believe that it’s only when we’ve “made it” that it should be a time for marking the achievements that follow. However, it takes time and effort to reach that point. It also takes a mountain of small victories to be able to launch an avalanche. So, why not start early?

No, this isn’t a post in favor of participation trophies, because I can already hear the grousing from those trouble makers in the back. You know who you are, so just please kindly slink away back to the dredges of society where you came from. Your negativity is not wanted here. Now, that we’ve got that covered, back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Making it a point to commend yourself or others for a job well done, at certain stages, is important. It creates a habit, and habits once they are started, are very hard to break. So, rather than reminding yourself of all of your shortcomings, how about celebrating for the things that really matter?

For me, personally, some days it’s simply getting out of bed. With anxiety and depression permanently poisoning my brain on an almost constant basis, it takes effort some days to merely do that. To those who do not suffer from either of those, you cannot even imagine the pain it takes to fight against the voices in your head telling you that you aren’t good enough, and that you probably never will be. From my experience, celebrating my accomplishments, even just by myself, has helped combat my mental illness immensely.

So, I am in favor of building others up, mental illness or not, because at some point there will be someone who wishes to knock you down. How far you fall may not wholly be determined by you, but how you deal in the after math can be changed by a kind word, or a sincere compliment even. I know this all too well, because it is an almost daily cycle of picking myself up again after I’ve mentally fallen. Some days, it’s harder than others, admittedly. But, the fact that I am sitting here writing this post is proof enough that I’ve been doing something right, even after all that I’ve been through. Take that for what it’s worth.

XOXO

 

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The Socially Awkward Writer Seeks Employment

Current Time- 12:02 a.m.

Current Mood- Relatively calm, while mildly anxious

Caffeine Level- Moderately low, after a wonderful high.

Words Written in the Past 48 Hours- Around 3,000 at the very least.

Life, it seems, really is filled with bends and twists. My better half is no longer employed, therefore I am venturing out into the world to find a means of acquiring funds. The difficulty with this journey is that I am wholeheartedly a socially awkward nerd. Does social anxiety count as a marketable skill? One could wish so, I suppose.

Just as with writing and blogging, I somehow must convince these managers that I am worth their time and fit to become their employee. While I’m altogether a fairly likable person as a whole, add in social anxiety and a whole host of other mental problems stemming from life events and uncontrollable DNA, and here I am wondering myself if I am legitimately the person for the job. Nevertheless, as a Slytherin, I hope I am able to carefully conceal all of this to reenter the grueling world that is retail. Wish me luck!