Jeet's Journey

I know it has been a few months and I am super delayed in publishing this blog... but I still felt it was important to share this revelation I had about New Years, regardless of how late I got to posting this.  I hope you enjoy reading about what I've learned about myself through 2019 and what hope to take into the new year and decade.  We made it through another year and have also entered into a new DECADE! How crazy is that? I find the older I get, the faster time goes and that is a scary thought for me.  It really puts into perspective how short life truly is and how much we need to cherish every moment that we experience in life.  The year 2019 was a year where I found myself working towards healing my mental health... it was my priority and it felt like (still feels like) a struggle a lot of the time. My mental health is an important goal, but in 2019 I found myself so fixated on it that I couldn't see anything outside of it.  Being mindful of my anxiety is a catch 22

I watched the movie "Patch Adams" about a month ago and it really struck a chord with me.  It reminded me how important human connection is to our overall well-being.  Basic human kindness can go a long way, and although being kind to another person may not seem like much to our own selves... for that other person, it can really impact and change their lives.   Before I get into how this movie affected me, I want to sum up it up for those who haven't seen it.  It's basically about a man who makes the decision to become a doctor to help those in need.  During his education and training, he begins to notice that the patients are not treated as individuals and human beings, but as numbers.  He takes it upon himself to ensure that each patient is acknowledged, treated and cared for as a person as a whole and not just their illness.  He genuinely cares to get to know each of the patients by asking simple things such as their names, their likes and dislikes, their

I feel like at some point in our lives, all of us have felt resentful towards someone or a situation.  Some might feel more resentful, others not as much. In my most recent counselling session, my therapist confronted me with a lot of s*&%.  The amazing thing about counselling is that it is allowing me to become more mindful of the issues causing me anxiety, but it's also hard because... I don't know how to go about changing these thoughts and feelings that have become so normalized within me.  During this session I realized that I am feeling resentful about the things that have happened in my life and towards the people who were a part of the pain that I experienced in the past.  The weird thing is, I'm not sure I was aware that I was holding onto this until I hashed it out some more.  To be honest, I don't even think I realized it was "resentment" because it is something that has been out of sight and out of mind for a very long time.  Unconsciou

I hate to say it, but I'm addicted to my fricken iPhone.  I browse my phone first thing in the morning before I'm even out of bed, and I browse once I'm back in bed getting ready to sleep for the night.  I'm literally a zombie scrolling through my Instagram, Facebook and Snapchat feeds.  It's become so normal in my everyday life that I don't even pay attention to how much I am using these apps on my phone... and to be completely honest - it's not something I am overly proud of. Do you find yourself endlessly scrolling through your phone all the time time? Do you scroll so much that you lose track of time and not realize how much time you've actually spent on your phone? Yeah... that's me.  I have "Screen Time" enabled on my iPhone which tells me how much time I've spent on my phone.  I am embarrassed to say that my weekly average is close to 5 hours A DAY.  F-I-V-E  H-O-U-R-S !!! Insane right?? Out of the approximate 16 hours

I worry about the perception people have of me.  Not to an extreme or anything, but I do get anxiety sometimes wondering if I'm being judged, made fun of or criticized.  It's stupid I know and I'm not sure where this notion of wondering what other people are thinking about me comes from, but it happens.  I know I am not alone in this struggle of caring about what people think, which is why I am writing this blog. These feelings of insecurity really got me wondering where they come from. The self doubt, the caring of what people think about me and why it bothers me so much...  I guess life experiences must have lead to these feelings.  I remember feeling like I never fit in throughout my school years until I got to University.  I was always very outgoing and unapologetically myself; however, my genuine personality wasn't always accepted so well.  I experienced a lot of judgement and some bullying as well.  One instance in particular that I will never forget is whe

I am about to get really real about mental health y'all.   Because I am currently feeling a "low", it is giving me the inspiration to talk about my frustrations with my own mental health.  This blog might feel like a bit of a vent session, but it is also a reality of mine and many others' lives. Some days I wake up feeling fresh, energized and with clarity.  Other days, like today, I wake up feeling lethargic and with a very flat and low mood.  There are days when something is going on in my life and I have an explanation as to why I am feeling low; however, there are also days when I have no explanation at all.  This is mental health... sometimes it has rhyme and reason and other times it does not.   Today I woke up feeling tired, flat and kind of sad... but not really sad? It's hard to explain.  Anyways, these feelings made me want to stay in the comfort of my own bed for the rest of the day.  This is what happens when I'm feeling low, for some reason