Since that session in 2020, I’ve taken a week or more away from my therapy work about every second month. I’ve become a huge advocate for the power of resting. Who knew?! And whilst I’ve found it easy-ish to schedule the breaks, I’ve found it less easy to actually rest when I have them.
So I’ve been gently observing myself in these breaks. Noticing just how hard I find it to actually do “nothing”. How it takes me a few days to settle into a different pace. I tend to fully enjoy it for a day if I’m lucky, then feel distracted with thoughts about going back to ‘normal’ again for the rest of the time. So to switch off so well last week felt like a huge milestone!
I've historically been a ‘doing’ person. I’ve generally been someone who is busy. I talk a lot. Do a lot. Think a lot. I love being super engaged and active…
…and those initial conversations with my therapist about my difficultly with taking breaks have led to some deeper exploration about my relationship (or lack thereof) to stress.
For a very long time - like until 2020 long - I didn’t recognise the possibility that I might experience stress. That *maybe* the being busy all the time wasn’t always serving me well. I had been in a process of learning to connect to myself and my inner world more fully (still am). I'd long been in a pattern of not noticing my own discomfort, and this was another part of that.
A voice just entered my head telling me it’s too dramatic to say this, but giving myself permission to be finding things a lot, to be overstimulated by how much I’m doing, to be stressed, has changed my life, my health and my ability to work well. I'm so much better for it and in more ways than one.
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