Whenever I find myself going through the same situation over and over again as if I am living my personal Groundhog Day, I look for the signs that follow.
I crave sugar. Coca Cola anyone? I have just got to have an ice cold one, preferably with some chocolate chip cookies. Does not matter the time of day or night. When I get that craving…I am stressing.
I become a recluse. My kids sudden need to spend time with me is my worst nightmare. I just want to bury myself in my bed and mope. Especially, if I have reached the point when I have done what God instructed of me to do and my only job is to be patient and to praise Him for the outcome. I’d prefer to be praising with some chewy chocolate chips and an ice cold Coke in my hands.
But I have an even more painful thing that I do when I am really stressing. It happens pretty unconsciously but I am not ready to talk about it yet. Only my pedicurist knows about that one.
All in all…stressing does not make sense. It hurts you physically, emotionally, and even financially…if you tend to shop when you are most stressed. It also can alienate you from the people that need you most and that is never good.
Thank God, He is showing me the triggers and how to make more healthy choices to curb the anxiety. It includes eating raisins, apples or bananas, choosing to drink water rather than a soda, and being with the kids and engaging in whatever they are doing rather than pulling myself away. I am a work in progress and I am glad that I don’t have to work it out on my own.