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I wrote it down- The little note (about being your own best friend in moments of anxiety)


It is always good to write, especially to write down your feelings, to get clarity. The University School psychologist thought me a few years ago to write a positivity journal. The idea was to remind myself of the good that is going on in my life, around me, in me. It helped a lot, to see the positive in the things that have happened, what I have learned and how it made me stronger and what good I can see in this particular day.
Slowly it helped to change my way of thinking. So now I do not have to write down a list or a journal everyday. It is in the way that I feel.

And first I thought that it was all about writing down all the things I learned, the fun things that are happening right now and what I should look forward too. But with time I realized that its much more than that, For myself I adapted that positive writing to use whenever I start to feel anxious.

Important here to know about anxiety, if you did not already, is that it comes in waves (at least mine does) you do not have it all the time, and sometimes you do not really know why, it just overwhelms you and your emotions, a heavy feeling that makes you feel like you have a heavy lump somewhere close to your heart.

Let the writing be your best friend, a hug at that moment when you might feel that you can not ask it from someone. And even if you can get a hug and someone to talk too, do it anyway, do it for you, it helps. 

So, I write small supporting notes,  It calms me down, It reminds me that I am here.


I wanted to share one of these notes with you, I wrote this one at school about a year ago. I wrote it in Swedish so I am going to write it down here in both Swedish and English.

Swe.

Idag är jag okej, ja kanske känner ångest men jag är okej.
Även om jag varit med om mycket, känner rädsla och det slår tillbaka är jag okej.
Jag steg upp idag, jag åt frukost, jag gick till skolan, jag försöker och gör mitt bästa och just nu är DET tillräckligt <3
Jag skrev detta, jag skrev ned hur det känns. Det är okej .

Jag skall lyssna till mitt inre och ge mig själv tid, tid att helna, det är okej !
Varje dag är en chans till en ny början. Varje dag bär i sig något gott och även om jag känner mig trött är jag glad att jag är här; här & just nu! <3


Eng.

Today I'm okey, I might feel anxious but I'm okey.
Even though I`ve been through a lot, feel fear and it hits back I'm okey.
I got up today, I ate breakfast, I walked to school, I try and do my best and right now THAT is enough <3
I wrote this, I wrote down how it feels. That is okey.

I will listen to the inner me and give myself time, time to heal, that is okey!
Every day is a chance to a new beginning. Every day carries within it something good and even though I feel tired I'm happy that I'm here; here & right now <3



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