Right Thing?

Okay, so it’s been a really long time since I’ve posted. To be honest, I’ve completely forgotten about this thing! I’m doing really well. I’ve been working really hard on school, and I just finished my last final! I have my art show tonight, so I’m pretty excited, and nervous, about that. I’m nervous because I have to talk, and because I’m shy about my artwork, which will be up for everyone to see and comment on. I’m probably making too big a deal about that. I am also very excited about it, I just need to get over my insecurities.

Something happened to me today, which kind of freaked me out. I don’t even know if it was a “freak out” situation or not, but I played the “better safe (and rude) than sorry” card. After I took my final today, I went to the pharmacy to pick up my perscription. I went in and out the back door (just because it’s easier). Anyway, as I was coming out, a man and I crossed paths. He was short, dark, and I think he was hispanic. Anyway, I just kept walking to my truck, although I did feel kind of weird for some reason. I just figured it was my social anxiety. I still made a point of trying not to dwadle too much.

I got in the truck and put my key in the ignition and looked up, and he was coming back (when I thought he was walking into the pharmacy) and he stopped by my window. He didn’t look like he had any kind of weapon or anything on him, so I rolled down my window (but didn’t open the door) and tried to see what he wanted. His english was bad, so I couldn’t really understand him. All I understood was “doctor” and that he was pointing to somewhere on his map.

I told him that I was bad with directions, and that I go to the campus doctor so I don’t know where other doctors are…but he kept doing the same thing, so I pointed to the pharmacy and said that they’d be able to tell him better. He said something like “okay” and then pointed in another direction and said “car”…and I had no idea what he wanted with his car…if he wanted to follow me to where he was trying to go, or what…but as he was walking away I drove off.

I felt kind of guilty, but at the same time, I don’t regret doing that because I have no idea what he was doing. For all I know he could have been going to get a weapon from his car. There weren’t many people around because it was so early…and I just had a bad feeling about it and left. I think I did the right thing, but if the man was perfectly innocent I do still feel kind of bad. What do you guys think? Did I do the right thing? Or is what I did wrong?

Thanksgiving Break

Thanksgiving break was amazing. We went to Cooper’s parents’ house and had a great week. I’ve had a cold for a while now, but it was still great. Good food, company, and games. Still, there is no place like home, and I’m glad to be back. These next couple weeks are going to be really hectic. I have to finish my current painting and another huge painting that I haven’t started on yet within a couple weeks. Also, tests tests and more tests! I’ve also got my counciling homework, and to me that’s even the most important homework. I’m just ready to get these last two or three weeks over and have Christmas break! Also, I’d really like to get over my cold. I’m going to the doctor in about half an hour. I’m hoping to go get fitted for my contacts sometime this week too…and I hope to get them before break. I’ll be in Ohio the evening of December 16th, to the early morning of the 23rd. I’ll arrive in Missouri the 24th, Christmas Eve. Also, winter tour is during Christmas break…my last trip in Chorale, because neither Cooper nor I will be in Chorale next semester. I’m so looking forward to getting completely done with school and getting a house and starting a family!

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I am happily married. I love my husband ridiculously. Given the choice, I cannot imagine a single person with whom I’d rather do anything. We date every week. I doodle his name in hearts on our family calendar. For goodness sake, we have a love book—a journal for writing love letters back and…

Think Positive

I’ve been on a mission to be thinking positively, not complaining or feeling sorry for myself. I’ve done the sprint and now I’m starting the marathon, and it helps me greatly to have a positive attitude. I’ve been paying attention to when I have “Stinkin’ Thinkin’” (referring to recent post), and have been correcting it. Also, my counciler was right…I do notice it more when other people are having “Stinkin’ Thinkin’”.

Anyway, this was my recent thought: we are our own worst critics. Well, except for narcissists. Anyway, instead of always thinking of things we don’t like about ourselves, may it be something as how we look to bad habits or aspects of our personality, I think we should all just sit down and make a list of things we do like about ourselves, with only two rules: NO NEGATIVITY, and, more importantly, THAT WE OWE ALL OUR GOOD QUALITIES TO GOD BECAUSE HE IS THE ONE WHO GAVE THEM TO US. So, here I go:

I’m kind to others

I feel pretty today

I like my green eyes

I like my art

I’m silly

I’m good at keeping a happy relationship

I’m determined

I care a lot about people

I like my voice

I like my modesty

Okay, so that was kind of awkward for me to do because I felt conceited…but all the good things I have are from God, and him Him alone do I boast.

Stinkin’ Thinkin’

I saw my counciler this morning, and my assignment is to delve into my mind and find my methods for “Stinkin’ Thinkin’” I recieved a list of the top ten types of these, and went through and saw what applied to me. I need to realize when I’m starting to go down one of these paths, stop, and change direction. I need to make myself do what I don’t think I can or am completely unmotivated to do. These are what I’ve been able to relate to so far:

All-or-nothing thinking: You see things in black-or-white categories. If a situation falls short of perfect, you see it as a total failure. When a young woman on a diet ate a spoonful of icecream, she told herself, “I’ve blown my diet completely.” This thought upset her so much that she gobbled down an entire quart of icecream.

Overgeneralization: You see a single negative even, such as a romantic rejection or a career reversal, as a never-ending pattern of defeat by using words such as “always” or “never” when you think about it.

Jumping to conclusions: You interpret things negatively when there are no facts to support your conclusion. Mind reading: Without checking it out, you arbitrarily conclude that someone is reacting negatively to you. Fortune-telling: You predict that things will turn our badly. Before a test you may tell yourself, “I’m really going to blow it. What if I flunk?” If you’re depressed you may tell yourself, “I’ll never get better.”

Magnification: You exaggerate the importance of your problems and shortcomings, or you minimize the importance of your desirable qualities. This is also called the “binocular trick”.

Emotional reasoning: You assume that your negative emotions necesarily reflect the way things really are: “I feel terrified about going on airplanes. It must be very dangerous to fly.” or, “I feel guilty, I mist be a rotten person.” Or, “I feel angry. This proves that I’m being treated unfairly.” Or, “I feel so inferior. This means I’m a second rate person.” Or, “I feel hopeless. I must really be hopeless.”

“Should” statements: You tell yourself that thing should be the way you hoped or expected them to be. After playing a difficult piece on the piano, a gifted pianist told herslef, “I shouldn’t have made so many mistakes.” This made her so disgusted that she quit practicing for several days. “Musts,” “oughts” and “Have tos” are similar offenders. “Should statements” that are directed against yourself lead to guilt and frustration. Should statements that are directed against other people or the world in general, lead to anger and frustration: “He shouldn’t be so stubborn and argumentative!” Many people try to motivate themselves with shoulds and shouldn’ts, as if they were deliquents who had to be punished before they could be expected to do anything. “I shouldn’t eat that doughnut.” This usually doesn’t work because all these shoulds and musts make you feel rebellious and you get the urge to do just the opposite.

Labeling: Labeling is an extreme form of all-or-nothing thinking. Instead of saying “I made a mistake,” you attach a negative label to yourself: “I’m a loser.” You might also label yourself as “a fool” or “a failure” or “a jerk.” Labeling is quite irrational because you are not the same as what you do. Human beings exist, but “fools” “losers” and “jerks” do not. These labels are just useless abstractions that lead to anger, anxiety, frustration, and low self-esteem. You may also label others. When someone does something that rubs you the wrong way, you may tell yourself: “He’s a (fill in the blank).” Then you feel like the problem is with that person’s “character” or “essence” instead of their thinking or behavior. You see them as totally bad. This makes you feel hostile and hopeless about improving things and leaves very little room for constructive communication.

Personalization and blame: Personalization comes when you hold yourself personally responsible for an event that isn’t entirely under your control.

Obviously, not all of these examples apply to me, but they are similar to something else. This has helped me a lot in realizing the way negative thoughts pollute my mind without me even realizing it. My homework is to discover which of these ways I think, and realize when one of these things comes into my head, and then stop it short. I also got a visual of a cycle that needs to be broken. There is an activating event, which leads to thoughts/cognitions, which leads to feelings/emotions, which leads to behavior/actions. I can put a stop to this cycle at the thoughts/cognitions stage and the behavior/actions stage. My counciler warned me that when I become aware of this I will also become much more aware of with other people are having “stinkin’ thinkin’” and that I don’t want to always be the annoying person to point it out, lol.

Also, when we were talking about my spiritual life, he asked me a very profound question that I can’t get off my mind. “If we could see God’s face, what do you think his expression would be towards you?” I had to think a long time and I’m still not sure if I’m right, and I will never be 100% sure in this life, because I can’t see his face. I think I would see concern, maybe some frustration at my misunderstandings, but I know that He is compassionate, and is giving me every opportunity to lean on Him and use his strength…I just need to see it and take it.

Hard work

I had an amazing past weekend. Cooper and I spent a lot of quality time together, no stress, no anxiety, just peace and fun and joy. I had been needing a fun and relaxing weekend like that for a long time. I decided I was going to try my hardest to let that feeling carry on to Monday (today) and hopefully the rest of the week. It’s been a fairly nice day. I did have a down frustrated moment, but I did some relaxation exercises and moved on.

I’ve been working harder on my appearance before I go out. I think it helps. It’s kinda hard to try and feel good sometimes. Sometimes it’s really hard to be the bigger person in some situations. I feel like I’m working so hard to fight against all my bad habbits. I’m in a battle with negative thoughts, but at least I’m fighting, right? God is amazing, and I get all my strength from Him.  

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I love my mouse, but it has this little clicky thing on it that is the same as “back” or “forward”, and last time I tried to make a post I hit one of those tiny little clicky things and it went back and I lost my blog. So sad. Anyway, I’m not using the mouse this time! Usually I have to use the mouse, because of my finger pad thingy on my new laptop. It’s the only thing I don’t like about it, because it is not smooth at all like usual laptops, but rough and has formed a callous on my finger before I got a mouse. Oh well, it’s okay if I’m typing most of the time!

All that doesn’t really have to do with anything. I just wanted to post something for something to do while I waited for Chapel. Today I had a test in my 7:30 class (and killed it!) so I got out even earlier then I usually do. Usually I have from 8:20 until it’s time for Chapel of free time. I’m thankful for the free time, but if I don’t have homework to do, I’m kind of clueless as to what to do. I live off campus so I can’t just go back to sleep. It’s probably good that I don’t go right back to sleep anyway.

I bought a diet coke this morning at the library (where I currently am now drinking said diet coke). I feel kinda bad about it, because we have diet coke at home, but I forgot to bring one with me. I tried to resist its charm for about 10 minutes…and then I gave up and bought it. Oh well, what’s done is done, might as well enjoy it! =D

I was able to spend time with my parents yesterday. They came over and we just all hung around talking, then they took Cooper and me out to eat at Los Portales, and then we came home and played a couple games. Taboo was really enjoyable. The other game was hard and not nearly as much fun. It was be a fun game if it was much more modern and not as dated. But hey, for 50 cents it was a good deal. My parents are coming to Chapel and Chorale this morning, and I’m looking forward to that.

I’ve been spending more time on my appearence so I can feel better about myself and be in a better mood. It seems to be working some. It seems like, no matter how good of a mood I’m in before lunch, around lunch time I start getting anxious. I’m hoping today will be different.

Just to clarify, I’m not talking about my issues on here to draw attention to myself. I don’t sit out in Chorale sometimes to draw attention to myself. Believe it or not, it’s very awkward for me to talk about it casually, because I don’t want to draw attention to myself, but I know that it has been good for me to have more people know and to be more open about what I’m going through so I can have more people to go to. It goes against my nature to wear my heart on my sleeve.

Anyway, I think I’m going to hop off here and try to think of another way to entertain myself. Later!

Ramblings

Last night Cooper and I did laundry and cleaned up the apartment. I was in a very good mood, and am happy to have a clean house. During free time we played WOW (World of Warcraft, an online game) and we had a lot of fun together.

This morning it was hard for me to get up and go to painting class, but I did…and I finished my painting and started a new one! We have to have four paintings for this class, and I just started on my third…so I feel on schedule now instead of behind. However, for my other class which is at 1:00 pm today, I forgot to study for my quiz…and I was going to do that now but…well…I got distracted =p.

Cooper is on a field trip like thing for his practicum. He left at 9:15 and will be gone through chapel, but will be back for Chorale. I’m starting to stand in the risers more now. If I get anxious I usually sit out, but I’ve been doing well.

It seems like it is going to be a good week. I am content with what I have to do. I don’t feel like it’s too much, and I’ve been enjoying myself and in a good mood. I really appreciate everyone’s prayers.

Better, mostly

After I made my last post this morning I started cheering up. You know what I think started the cheering up process? A muffin. Yep, a bananna nut muffin from the library. I hadn’t had time to eat breakfast before my 7:30 class, and I was hungry, thus, making me more succeptable (sp?) to crankiness. I got to talk with Wade (the librarian, not my father-in-law) for a little bit, and that was nice. Then I went to chapel and Cooper was being really sweet because he knew I was having a rough morning, and I got to talk to Sarah Brown for a little bit before chapel. Friday night I had a great time hanging out with her. We went shopping and then watched Phantom of the Opera and did girly make-over things. We also had some good talking time. Then, in Chorale I was just kind of perky…but towards the end I started feeling anxious and stuff again. I ate at Lion’s Pride with Cooper and then I came home…where I am now…hiding in my apartment again. I’m thankful that I was cheerful for a good portion of the morning. =]

Mondays are hard

I’ve had the weekend to hide in my apartment from all the things that make me anxious, and then coming back to school is like a culture shock for me. I have to start dealing with stuff again and it’s hard. I have a short temper and it gets under my skin when people look at me, try to have conversations with me, or ask me how I am doing with sympathy in their voices. I know everyone just wants to help, and it’s not their fault that stuff bugs me; it just does. I hate putting on a face for everyone because I feel like people can’t handle what’s really going on inside of me. It’s not like that all the time, sometimes I can really enjoy being with people. Mondays are just hard.

Thankfully I have an apointment with Jonathan Harris this Thursday. That should help. My parents are coming down this weekend, and they’re bringing Skyline. I am happy about that. I’m sorry if I’ve offended anyone or freaked anyone out. It’s nothing personal, just the way I am. It’s nobody’s fault, and I should feel better later.