There are a few people in my life who’ve used my lifestyle as reasons for my anxiety and the related symptoms.
- I’m nauseous all the time because I make dishwasher detergent instead of buying a commercial brand.
- My exhaustion is from not eating a proper diet.
- The anxiety is because my home is messy.
- I’m physically weak and that causes my joint pain, so I need to work out more.
Sorry to burst your bubbles, but my dishwasher detergent is chemical-free so it’s probably healthier than commercial brands. I eat tons of fresh fruit and veggies, proteins and grains and vitamins while not consuming many processed foods and drinking a shit ton of water (Yup, I officially measured). I have panic attacks even when my home is clean and exercise makes my joint feel worse. Plus, the way I can lift and toss and wrestle my nephews is proof enough to me that I’m not that weak.
People always want to offer solutions to someone who is feeling ill. While, often, my experience has been that the intention is kind, it hasn’t been so with my anxiety. These suggestions of the root cause of my anxiety are malicious and hostile, as if it’s my fault I’m fucked.
I’m so tired of it. It’s probably easy to assume from the fact that I’m a vegan eco-feminist that I have a lot of opinions on the way other people live their lives. But I keep them to myself. So, please, kindly do the same when it comes to how my lifestyle impacts my mental health or I’ll unleash all my judgment on you.
One thing that I will admit does contribute to my anxiety is my tendency to pile way too much onto my plate and then refuse to drop anything.