What about all the good stuff…

What about all the good stuff…

So I’ve Talked a lot recently about talking and being positive about yourself, but think i need to be able to recognise all the things I have achieved recently, especially with all the hard things going on at the moment.

I’ve realised that some of the smallest things make me happy. I’m the type of person that never takes for granted something small. For weeks and weeks i’ve been needing to repair my car…..not a cheap thing to do. So I had organised MY FIRST CREDIT CARD. That was scary enough. Up until now I wouldn’t trust myself enough to be able to handle a credit card because I LOOVE shopping…. a lot of women and girls do, and there is nothing wrong with that!

so basically, the biggest feat recently, was paying for my car repairs entirely out of my own pocket. I did not expect how good that would feel. It Feels INCREDIBLE. Such a simple thing and yet it made me feel so good. I was able to pay for something so large, with my own money.

So, then next thing… the credit card. such a long, scary and daunting process just to do the application. Once i had finally finished the application after speaking to the bank and the ATO about HECS and car finance, I finally recieved the email that said “we will get back to you within 3 business days”. So 6 days go past (business days) and i start freaking out, thinking i must have a terrible credit history and they’ve decided to reject me. But finally, on the seventh business day, I get the email saying that I’ve been accepted!

So, the next one might be quite minor to some. For those who haven’t read my previous posts, i love netball. I also LOVE shoes. I also love wearing nice netball shoes when im playing. To be honest with you, I actually hate the bright coloured shoes around at the moment…It just doesn’t match our uniforms very well. For a couple of years now, I’ve been trying to find a nice white pair of netball sneakers. You wouldn’t believe it, but it was so hard! So one day I was browsing through Catch of the Day, and came across a Nike sale page. I was scrolling through, and found the perfect pair of white court shoes! Mind you, they were classed as tennis shoes, but  figured, if they are good enough for tennis, then they must be fine for netball. So, I bought them.

My drivers licence expired a month ago. I went online to pay for 1 year, but realised I had to actually ring someone if i wanted to change my duration to one year instead of 10… I despise ringing people on the phone. I wish everything could be done by email. So, I decided, “why the hell not” and I paid for 10 years. another really small thing to feel good about.

Finally, I had decided to pull myself together and get organised at work. I orders pads, pens, whiteboards, the lot! After doing this, I felt great!

Now, whats the common factor with each of these scenarios? Yes, they all cost money. Now I’m not here to say “money creates happiness”. No, wrong. But, what I realised is that the money I was spending was good money. I was spending money on things that were important. I wasn’t wasting my money on stupid things. For the first time in a long time I felt like an adult who could control their lives, and felt secure in my situation.

You can’t always expect everyone to congratulate you on simple things. It’s not their job. People need to recognise when they do good in life. Some things are hard for people. Something as simple as paying rent can be a struggle, so why not give congratulations when you achieve that goal. When my partner comes home from work without a story about how silly people can be, I say “good on you babe, I’m glad today went well”

being proud of yourself is a vital step in overcoming any mental illness. I’m not saying you need to be stuck up and rude, but acknowledge when you have done something well, or you’ve met that goal you set 3 years ago.

It’s a long and hard process to be fully content and happy with yourself if you’ve ever struggled with mental illness. So maybe If someone you know is struggling, tell them a reason why you’re proud of them. Maybe they need just a little nudge of confidence for them to begin to realise their potential.

until next time…

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