Untangling Myself from an Emotional Rock Bottom

Originally published on Elephant Journal on 1/28/2016.

 

RG-Mermaid-2Not being able to see instant gratification from a newly-incorporated healthier lifestyle can snuff out any enthusiasm for sticking with it.

But sometimes we find ourselves in situations where there is no other choice but to stick it out for the long haul, clinging to the promise of an elusive “one day.” The alternative is to continue down a path of self destruction, whether it be emotional, physical or often times both.

A person does not suddenly wake up one morning and find themselves unexpectedly at rock bottom. The trail is paved by half-hearted attempts to integrate new routines that always seem to be sidelined by discouragement, before being forgotten for tried and true habits. The cycle repeats itself indefinitely until the build up of poor choices leads to a derailment of everyday life, serving as a gut-punching S.O.S.

Hitting rock-bottom is similar to sitting on the bottom of a swimming pool and looking straight up to the surface. At the bottom of the swimming pool, there is an awareness of sound and movement whirling above, but nothing is clear enough to be understood. Although a person may be able to avoid the wave-making commotion and chaos transpiring above, it comes at the price of never being able to experience the direct warmth of the sun.

Two years ago, I had realized that years of unresolved feelings and continuous unhealthy choices had navigated me to an emotional rock-bottom. Continue reading

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Relief for Debt, Dental and Dry skin

giphy (1)This whole doing 365 in 365 is a great conversation starter. It is much more appealing that sports, and everyone is aware that the east coast is an arctic tundra from January through mid March.

I was able to register a 4-week painting lesson at PortSide Art Center near my apartment in Fishtown, thanks to their awesome New Years deal. I also registered for the Polar Bear Plunge, and convinced one of my best friends to take the dive with me on January 24 at Neshaminy State Park. January usually is a lackluster month, but not this year. There’s no excuse for any month in 2015 to be boring. Gotta catch ’em all before the end of the year (note the shiny Pokeball gif I found).

 The past week was focused on getting my finances in check, realigning my jaw while preparing to tap into my crafty-inner child…

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