Merrily Panicked

Merry Christmas, friends! I know this year has been a tough one, but I hope that you are finding some peace and joy in the next couple of days.

It happens every year…I gripe about the Arizona summer temperatures, anxiously await Halloween, and then boom, it’s Christmas Eve. I don’t understand why the year seemingly drags on, and then is in fast forward after Halloween. What I do understand, is that just like every other year, it is suddenly Christmas Eve and I am fighting with all my might to not have a meltdown. Don’t get me wrong, I love the get-togethers on Christmas Eve and Day, but the time crunch of it all definitely adds to my stress and anxiety. Thanks to bad pain days, functional Dystonia, and (let’s face it) my inner procrastinator, I am left scrambling tonight to finish wrapping gifts, wishing I had made more homemade gifts, and baking cookies for Santa with the kids. I’m trying to decide when would be the best time to shower. I’m contemplating skipping a dose of my meds so I don’t sleep in too late. I’ve considered taking it earlier, but if I do, it will make me tired and there’s just too much to do. We’re on a time schedule to get to family’s house in the morning, which means we need to wake up early in order to not be rushed through our Christmas at home. I know these things I’m stressing over may not seem like a huge deal, but for me they are overwhelming. I can feel a dystonic episode brewing and I am praying it stays at bay. I’m a bit like a computer…too many commands and I’m bound to freeze up and shut down. This is also problematic when it comes to get-togethers. The multiple conversations taking place in one room, the crinkling of wrapping paper being ripped away, and any type of background noise…it’s a complete sensory overload. Sensory overload, equals lights on, no one is home.

Well, I better get back to the ‘to-do’ list before I short circuit; I’ve already spent more time on this post than I alloted myself.

Wishing you all a wonderful, joy filled, safe, and stress free holiday. God bless.

With love,

J♡

Uh Oh!

Oh yes, I’ve done it! I’ve broken the rules. I’ve become a rebel. I’ve put up the Christmas tree before Thanksgiving (gasp!), and you know something…I don’t feel bad about it. Not. One. Bit. This has been a really rough year, and I am ready to be in the Christmas spirit. While I pieced together the artificial pine and wrapped it in lights, I added my off-key vocals to the sweet sound of the Christmas classics. We may wait until after Thanksgiving to add the ornaments, and that would be okay. Just putting up the tree and staring at it’s glow in a dark room was just the mood lift I needed, and oh boy did I need it.

When I saw the neurologist last week, he and I decided that it would be a good idea to increase my antidepressant (one of them). I know that it takes a while for these things to build up in your system. If ever there was a time when I needed it to happen quickly, it’s now. I have felt myself slipping back into my darker depression days and if I’m honest, it was worrying me. Old, unhealthy coping mechanisms were just one impulse move away. I fought hard to push those thoughts and urges away, and more than once cried out to God ‘I need your help’. He heard my cries and saved me from myself like he’s done so many times before. I know that my depression is a daily battle, but I also know that I don’t have to fight it alone. I wish this was something I realized many years ago when self harm was the weapon of choice in my battle.

While I enjoy the beauty of the tree lighting up the room tonight, I will focus on the real Light in my darkness and be thankful for His love. You all are in my thoughts and prayers. If you’re in a battle right now, keep fighting; you’re not alone.

With love,

J♡

Hello 2020

December went by far too fast, as it does every year. I hope that you all had a safe and fun New Year’s Eve. I am thankful for the memories made, the lessons learned, the blessings and the struggles that 2019 brought. I pray that this new year brings you all love and happiness!

Now that the holidays are over and things are slowing down a bit, my goal is to get back to blogging regularly. I’m trying my best to get through a depressive episode, so it may take me some time to get back into it. Thank you for being patient with me and sticking around. Lots of hugs to you all.

With love,

J♡

Merry Slothmas!

Every year since I was little, my mom would get me pajamas that I could open on Christmas Eve (Christmas Eve jammies) and I would spend all day Christmas in them. Well, here I am almost 32 years old and guess what…the tradition continues😆! Of course, now that I’m older and have a family of my own, things have changed a little. My little family celebrates Christmas with my mom and bonus dad on Christmas Eve, so now I get my pjs a little early so I can wear them all day Christmas Eve. My husband is now part of this and she gets him a pair as well. We of course get our kids theirs, and hopefully they willl carry on this tradition when they have their own families.

Now, my mom knows how much I love (am slightly obsessed with) sloths. Yesterday, she stopped by and had me open my jammies early….

Do you know how tempting it is to put these on right now?! I promised I would wait until the 24th.

I kid you not, I squeeled and jumped up and down and did a little happy dance right in the middle of the street. Oh, we were out in the street because my family has been sick lately and Mom was trying to avoid the germs by staying outside (I don’t blame her), ha.

Safe to say, this simple tradition (and sloths) easily bring out my inner child and brighten my mood. Between being sick, and the usual ailments, I really needed this. Thanks Mom, for keeping this tradition going and for “getting me”!

And there’s one more thing she brought for me…😄

I would love to know: What are your Christmas traditions? Are there any that bring out your inner child?

With love,

J♡