Secret Mommy-Hood Confession Saturday

I found a new favorite blog this week.  It's called All Work and No Play Makes Mommy Go Something-Something.  I stalked her blog like a psycho bitch because she's all kinds of awesome.
Anyfatalattraction, she does this thing called Secret Mommy-Hood Confessions and Lord knows I always have something to confess.  I could do this every day.  But let's just take this one day at a time, shall we?

Today's confession is this:

Anxiety makes me a bitch.  

I initially figured this out a couple of years ago.  I was cranky as hell and at the same time, I was jittery, my heart was racing, and I was shaky.  It finally dawned on me that I was bitchy because I was having severe anxiety.  I got on medication and it helped tremendously.

Several months ago (under doctor's supervision, don't preach at me) I weaned myself off of all medication. I was feeling good and wanted to give it a try.  And I did great for a while, until my life got turned upside down.  And I went to live with my Auntie and Uncle in Bel Air.
Oh wait, that was the Fresh Prince.

Anyway, recently, the old Bitch Monster started rearing her ugly head.  Again, I didn't immediately realize what was going on but after a few incidents I put 2 + 2 together and got 5.  (Math was never my strong subject.)  The way anxiety makes me feel makes me SO irritable.  And I don't like it.  I hate that something so out of my control effects my moods and my interactions.  I wish I could tell myself to chill and myself would actually listen.  But it just doesn't work that way.  Myself has a mind of her own.  Myself stresses and worries and kicks herself up into a tizzy.  A bitchy little tizzy!

So I'm going to take care of it.  I'm going to tame the Bitch Monster.  Because anxiety might make me a bitch, but I won't let it make me ITS bitch!
Booyah anxiety!  What then?!

Now go visit All Work & No Play Makes Mommy Go Something Something for more confessions!


Amy said...

That's the way to do it. Recognize it and take control.

You are so cool! :)

Amy said...

That's the way to do it. Recognize it and take control.

You are so cool! :)

Kimberly said...

I'm so proud of you for recognizing that inner bitch monster. You should give her a name. Something sassy yet trashy...like one of those girls in highschool that you just wanted to punch every time her name came up in a conversation...muwhahhaa.
You're going to kick ass my friend. I know it.

Debby@Just Breathe said...

Thank you for sharing. Glad your going to take care of it! ((HUGS))

Deanna crazed said...

I used to be the same way. I'm on meds that help but I've also had to try to tame the bitch monster myself by telling myself that being a bitch isn't going to fix the problem and it will just end up causing more problems and tension within the house/family..etc.. My husband has been a bitch for the last year or so due to stress and worrying about money... but his bitchiness hasn't fixed the problem any, just made things worse in the house. Worry and anxiety will do nothing for the problem, ya just gotta learn how to deal with it in the right way!

Aleta said...

*hugs* Anxiety can be a real monster to tame. I believe in you!

Tammie said...

i love this confessional idea.

and good for you for recognizing there is an issue and doing something about it.