Have you ever had a bad experience that you ended up getting something good out of? This happened to me earlier this year and I’m sharing the story with you today because it’s had a profound impact on how I’ve spent these last few months.
After going through a series of major changes at the beginning of 2019, I found myself struggling to stay afloat and keep up with all the newness in my life. I was feeling more drained (mentally, physically, and emotionally) than I have in a very long time. And with each passing day, I was pushing myself a little bit harder to show up and be productive. My energy was rapidly waning. But it seemed to be affecting me so gradually that I almost didn’t recognize it was happening at first. Not until it suddenly catapulted into a situation that I HAD to notice.
The pain started on a random afternoon in January. I’d just learned about another big change coming up and I think my body finally reached its limit. It needed a way to release the stress that had been building up in me. There was no more space left to carry the pain without leaking. And so it showed up physically in my upper back and right shoulder. It wasn’t my first time experiencing this type of pain. But there was something different about this time. In the past, it’s always started as a dull ache that worsens gradually (if I don’t take care of it). This time, it began both suddenly and severely. And it lasted for days.
I tried not to let it slow me down too much at first. But by the third day, I was exhausted. I was in constant pain and I wasn’t sleeping well either. If something didn’t change soon, I knew my breaking point was right around the corner. But honestly, I didn’t know what to do. I did know that I needed an outlet though. Somehow, I was certain that this pain was connected to my stress level. So I finally did something that I hadn’t made time for in months – journaling.
This is a practice I already knew to be magical. But with all the other things I had going on, it never seemed like there was enough time to sit down and write words meant for nobody else except myself. I fell out of the habit and I couldn’t figure out a way to get back to it. As I journaled that evening though, it felt like I was taking a nice deep breath for the first time in forever. And I’ve been keeping up with it almost every day since then. Because it keeps me sane. Journaling helps me clear my mind and, now more than ever, I need my daily dose.
If we want to heal, we need to make the time for it.
The back pain started easing up the very same night that I opened my journal again. And between this writing practice and some gentle stretches each day, I felt back to normal within about a week. There were several factors that led to the pain, but it was when I made the effort to prioritize my mental well-being that I started feeling better. Journaling also helped me gain some clarity on what else I needed to continue healing. It gave me the chance to explore the types of support I needed and wanted. And taking these 5 minutes to write each morning allowed me to come up with a plan and build up the courage to actually go get that support.
When was the last time you dealt with a challenge, but ended up taking away something good from the situation? And how does this particular experience still apply to your life today? I’d love to hear your story in a comment below this post or in an email!
Peace and blessings,
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