Lifestyle | Mental Rehab!

My mental health has lately my focus. I’m always trying to acknowledge my feelings and emotions to stay true to myself. I learned the hard way; mental health is not something to take it slightly. Before realising this, I went through the process of getting to know myself better. I realised that writing and reading is my way to escape my daily routine and my overthinking. It has been ages since I have read a good book! I also used to write daily in my dairy, that has been ages too! Thinking about it makes me feel guilty towards myself because I enjoyed doing it so much.

I feel that my mind is hungry for information and spirituality. When I was younger, I devoured books daily. As I’m getting older it went from daily basis to weekly basis, monthly basis to practically non. As you can imagine my mind just wanted entertainment easy, no hustle and fast. Hello, social media and Netflix! It feels like an addiction, and it is time to have a mental rehab!

Like rehab, I’m taking it step by step. For my spirituality hunger I was searching for a book that reminds me of my faith. Daily Wisdom selections from the Holy Quran came as a blessing on my path! I love reading in it when my emotions are all over the place, including calmness and happiness. For that extra faith boost I started to read the book Reclaim Your Heart by Yasmin Mogahed. Such an eye opener! Making notes helps me a lot too, perfect way to get it into my system because I want to start writing in my diary again.

To start my day good, when I wake up in the morning, I write in my Five-Minute Journal from Intelligent Change. The journal works amazing, you’re indeed only busy with it for 5 minutes! Which is perfect for when you have a busy day or when you’re not really in the mood for it. The weekly challenges, morning gratitude, daily affirmations and more really helps with having a good morning and night routine. It also encourages a healthy mind set and productivity!

What do you do for a mental rehab?

 

 

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Lifestyle | The Importance Of Mental Health.

Normally I don’t talk about too personal subjects on my blog, even though I have a public ‘’social media life’’ I still would like to keep somethings private. However, the subject I’m going to write about is close to my heart. In a good and a bad way.

During my childhood and teens, I lived a normal life, a typical girl who lived through the ups and downs that life threw at me. I felt and still feel blessed because it made me who I am. As I was growing up live kicked me hard and I desperately needed to set back. In 2013 my rock, my everything, my heart, my lovely mother got sick. She suffered majorly with her mental health and physical health. My world stopped, everything in my life stopped. My studies lacked my focus, my hobbies, my social contacts, literally everything. The only ‘’me time’’ I had was going to work for two hours during the workweek. Eventually even that felt oppressive.

Understandably the health of my mother became my priority. My family and me were focused on getting my mother to feel better, to become better. From doctor appointments to visiting the mental health clinic to visiting the hospital and regulating her medicines, that was our focus. Next to it came maintaining our household. Cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping, my little brothers going to school, my father to work and me visiting my college classes depending on who can be home at that moment, so that my mother wouldn’t be alone. Or going only to my exams, which I even didn’t learn for. We all did everything on automatic pilot.

As you can guess, of course there would be a moment in time that my body is going to shut down. It was time to take a good look in my mirror. It was during my current study for Pedagogy that I realised: I need to stop. I started to promise myself that I need to work on myself! I started to work out, started to go out with my sister, grab a coffee with a friend, hang out with my family and do some shopping. You would think that it was a good thing, meanwhile my feelings about the whole situation started to eat me up. Overthinking, being and feeling annoyed about the little things, binge eating or not eating for hours, being irritated, crying without any reason and being angry about everything and everyone became my way of life. I was ignoring the source of my true emotions, literally. That resulted into tumbling at the edge of a burn out. I felt tired all the time! Mentally, physically, and emotionally. I felt gloomy and dejected.

In January 2018 I made an appointment with my doctor after I almost fainted in the middle of an aisle, when I was running for errands. I felt so dizzy that I felt like I was in a washing machine. If I didn’t hold on to the shopping shelf, I probably would kiss the floor. It was my wakeup call! My anxiety went through the roof, questions like: what’s wrong with me? What Happened? Why? Am I sick? I don’t feel good! My body is crushing down! Omg what is wrong! How sick am I! When I told my doctor what my symptoms were, I felt a bit reassurance. My journey to therapy begun.

I was the best decision I made in my life! I truly felt relieved, especially when I chose for group therapy. I met new people, talked, and heard their stories. It was a beautiful experience; it sounds scary to share your story with others. However, I felt understood and didn’t feel alone. My education during this time helped me a lot too. The classes about psychology and the role plays as professional and patient were an eye-opening! Step by step I felt good again. I felt more and more confident about myself. My life went as it should, I was better able to cope with my home situation. Therapy helped me so much that I started with it again just three weeks ago! This time individually; this time it is not about me being on the edge of insanity, it is about me being strong enough to talk about myself and not about my home situation. It is about me figuring out why I handle things my way. It is about getting to know myself even better.

The moral of this long story, seek professional help, any help. It is like the phrase: ‘’you can run but you can’t hide.’’ Once you face it, you’re going to feel such a big confidence in yourself, that you know the true meaning of your existence. When you read this blogpost, I hope that my story is going to be your first step into your journey of working on your mental health. You’re truly not alone!