This Is Anxiety

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Them: What state do you live in?

Me: constant anxiety

There are a lot of ways to define anxiety. Webster’s Dictionary defines anxiety as “a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome”. The Mayo Clinic defines anxiety as “a mental health disorder characterized by feelings of worry or fear that are strong enough to interfere with one’s daily activities”. I define anxiety as a shit storm of emotions, sweaty palms, an overactive bladder and spending 5 extra minutes in the parking lot of a Taco Bell rehearsing my order.

It was William Shakespeare who once said, “Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them”.

I was born with anxiety thrust upon me.
No really… According to the doctor I had “separation anxiety” with my mother’s womb. That’s a fun fact I could add to my Tinder bio. Anyway, I have been riddled with anxiety since birth.

I had my first panic attack when I was 13 years old in my high school math class. I was taking a test that involved graphing exponential functions when all of a sudden everything started to go really fuzzy. The walls of the classroom started to close in and my body got really hot. You know what they say; “a girl never forgets her first panic attack”. I soon started seeing a therapist who told me that having panic attacks every time I took a test was not actually normal. That blew my mind. One day I will avenge my fear of exponential functions. One day I will rise again.

Therapy was a God send. It was amazing to have someone validate the fact that I wasn’t alone in this. The clouds cleared and the gray skies became blue the moment I realized other people felt this fear of impending doom I feel everyday. Not everyone has a panic attack over graphing paper, but it felt good to know that the feeling was not unique. I was able to learn to trust myself and fight the uneasy feelings my anxieties kept forcing into mind.

Anxiety has some benefits though, it’s not all bad. Fashionably late? More like anxiously early. I’m always at least 45 minutes early to every appointment, so I’ve really gotten to know some great buildings over the years. My mind is always thinking of past events, like mini movies playing in my head. Except those fun little mini movies are actually just  self tortured thoughts of awkward conversations, which I promised to stop thinking about, because it happened 4 years, 2 months and 12 days ago. It’s not like I’m counting though…

The truth is that anxiety is debilitating and there are times when it prevents you from living your life. Anxiety makes you feel like a mime, locked inside a glass box with the world passing you by. Your mind is at war with your body and you’re physically unable to perform even the simplest task. You think of the worst thing that could happen, and your mind jumps from A to Z. Your emotions start to spiral out of control all because you thought someone was waving at you, so you waved back, but they were actually waving at the person behind you and now you have to consider moving to a different country.


There are times when I have control of my anxiety and times when anxiety makes me its bitch. Humor is a great way for a lot of people to cope with their anxiety, but if you found a lot of things in this post a little too relatable, you might want to look into ways to take care of yourself.  Everyone is different and what works for some, might not work for others. Whenever I’m in a place of struggle I do a mixture of the following things to alleviate my anxieties.

Deep breaths.
Here’s an article about 3 effective anxiety breathing techniques to calm you down and focus your attention of your breath. It takes a little bit to get a hang of but learning to control my breath has saved me from a few public panic attacks.

Listen to music.
Music can do wonders for a busy mind. One of my favorite playlists on Spotify is called “Tender”. It has soothing, mellow, beats that allow my mind to be cleared of thoughts. It’s also great to put on in the background while doing Yoga. Tender Playlist

Light a candle and take a long bath or shower.
Smells always seem to bring me to peace. Find a scent that clears the craziness away and centers you. My favorite scent is bergamot and citrus. I like to breathe in a cup of Earl Grey tea and take a moment for myself each day.

Soak away the stress. Throw some epsom salts in there, hop in the tub and enjoy a chance to treat yourself. My favorite epsom salts are Dr.Teal’s and can be found at nearly every convenience store.

Talk to someone. Anyone. People care.
You’re not alone in this. Anxiety can be isolating but there are people who are feeling exactly what you are feeling in this moment. Reach out to them. Find a therapist. Find a community.  My favorite instagram account to follow for anxiety is @AnxietySupport. It’s a safe community to talk about real shit, self-love and how to navigate through life and mental illness.

Give yourself a break. You’re doing the best you can.
Life isn’t easy, but that doesn’t mean it has to be hard. For the love of God be kind to yourself. It’s so easy to blame yourself for what you are feeling, but the fact is your emotions are valid and you’re not to blame. In fact, you’re pretty freaking amazing and you will get through this.

Learn to laugh at yourself.
I can’t count how many times I have had to push myself through fear and anxious feelings. Anxiety sneaks into every single thought I have and it makes even simple tasks more difficult.  However, I think laughing about anxiety is really, really important. I know that a lot of people think of anxiety jokes as trivializing and offensive. You’re entitled to that opinion, but I think that taking a light-hearted approach can be helpful. Laughing at my anxiety, can sometimes make it less intimidating.


I hope you found some comfort in this blog. I hope you got to laugh and it alleviated some stress you didn’t know you had. I hope reading it made you realize that you are not alone in feeling this way.  I hope you’re not upset that I was a week late on posting, because when people are mad at me I just get like super anxious and oh god, oh no, it’s happening again….ANXIETY.

This is Unemployment

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When was the last time you took a loss and how did you handle it? Hopefully it was more graceful than my eating cold cuts in my underwear while trying to solve the crimes in Law and Order more quickly than Olivia Benson. 

In May 2017, I was fortunate enough to have secured a position as Director of Social Media at an advertising agency a mere three days after graduating. I was proud of myself for the first time in a while and felt like things were finally falling into place for me. Life was finally starting to get easy.

Then, I started work. I had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into. I was brought in to create a social department for a company that didn’t fully understand what social media could achieve. I was under-qualified in a position where I was I was forced to act like I knew what the hell I was talking about. They don’t teach you in college how not to make an ass of yourself when the CEO puts you on the spot and asks you questions in front of the whole company. Most of the time I fumbled through my answers, praying that they would make sense. Michael Scott once said, “Sometimes I’ll start a sentence and I don’t even know where it’s going. I just hope I find it along the way.” I never related more to that man in my life and it’s a scary thought when Michael Scott becomes your role model.


Subject: Please
Message: Come into my office

“We’re letting you go.” 

A five word email followed by a five word statement. The rosy world-view established seven months prior that had been crumbling was finally smashed.

“Where am I going?” was the first thought that popped into my head.  I’m out of a job. I am unemployed. A million thoughts raced through my head and my stomach sank to my butt. I was escorted to my cubicle to clean out my things and the only thing going through my head was the song End of the Road by Boyz II Men.

What do you do when life doesn’t go to plan and how the hell do you file for unemployment?  Seriously, why don’t they teach you this stuff in college? Why don’t you learn practical life things like “Checkbook Calculus” and “Embracing a Quarter Life Crisis 101”.

The first week of unemployment was filled with depression and self doubt. The second week was cold cuts and racing Olivia Benson. They say life imitates art; like a true millennial, my life imitates memes. My life had become the meme of the dog saying “this is fine” while being consumed by fire.


Maybe it was the depression talking, or maybe it was listening to All Star by Smash Mouth for the 27th time, but the lyrics were starting to make sense. “You’ll never know if you don’t go, you’ll never shine if you don’t glow.” I was so focused on what had gone wrong that I couldn’t see the silver lining to this all. I wasn’t living to my full potential at that job. Maybe being let go was actually for the best.

Now, I could sit here and list off a bunch of clichés to make you feel warm and happy inside, but that’s not life. Life is real and ugly and messy. Life is unpredictable and wonderful and short. Unemployment has been one of the most eye opening experiences for me. There is light, even in the darkest of times (and yeah I think without realizing it I just paraphrased a Harry Potter quote but JK Rowling is wise as hell and I stand by what I said).


Highs need lows, lights need darks and maybe you have to appreciate the bad times in order to have some perspective on the good times.

Here’s to the good times, a new job and a better perspective on the things to come.

This is HonestlyIDK

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Me: “What would be a good name for my blog?”

Him: “Well what’s it’s going to be about?”

Me: “Honestly, I don’t know”

XI43oh2Welcome to my blog HonestlyIDK, a blog that covers a little bit of everything and a little bit of nothing at the same time. I have always considered myself  to be a creative individual that has entirely way too many thoughts bouncing around my mind at a time. I’m the type of person who texts my best friend in the middle of the night questions like…


That one will keep you up at night. It’s questions like this one that make me wonder why my brain functions the way it does and why my friends haven’t blocked my number yet. Seriously, I am so annoying. I guess I’ll tell you a little bit about myself so that you know what you’re getting yourself into. I’m a 24 year old bingo enthusiast living in Chicago, Illinois. I’m the girl who avoids conversations at parties (or parties all together) and finds comfort in guarding the almighty chip bowl or socializing with the dog.  My anxieties have anxiety, so much that my family nickname is “Twitch”. Thanks for that one, Dad.

I have a unique perspective of life after battling a chronic illness since I was 16 years old. My body does this “reeaallly cute thing” where it slowly starts to shut down and I lose the ability to control my mobility. (Oh new t-shirt idea)  The medical term is called Fibromyalgia, but who wants that on a t-shirt? While most 21 year olds were taking shots at the clubs, I was taking shots of pepto-bismol to help my irritable bowel syndrome. Safe to say “I did my best with IBS(t)”. New t-shirt idea #2? HA! Pun intended.


Hey, has anyone figured out the centaur nipple question yet? I’m still looking for answers.

Anyway, this blog will be a inside peek into my life; a blog filled with some questions you never knew a human could think of.  A blog with a lot of bad pun attempts and dad jokes. A blog with some emo poems and personal stories of a 20 some year old living by herself.  A blog with a DIY coffee enema tutorial (just kidding, checking to see if you were still with me) but mostly this blog is about…