Tag: stress

  • Anxiety vs. Stress: Knowing the Difference

    Anxiety vs. Stress: Knowing the Difference

    Trigger Warning

    This post discusses topics related to anxiety, stress, and mental health. Please read with care, and reach out to a mental health professional if you need support.

    Disclaimer

    I am not a doctor or therapist. This blog is for informational purposes only and based on personal experiences and research. Please consult a licensed professional for medical advice.

    Ever felt your chest tighten, your mind race, or your body go into overdrive—and wondered, “Is this anxiety or just stress?” You’re not alone. Anxiety and stress are often used interchangeably, but they’re not the same. Knowing the difference is key to managing your mental health. Let’s break it down—no sugarcoating, no fluff.

    🚩 What is Stress?

    Stress is your body’s natural response to a demand or challenge. It’s what kicks in when you’re cramming for a test, running late to an appointment, or trying to meet a deadline. Stress can actually help you stay focused and alert in the short term.

    But here’s the catch:
    ➡️ Stress is typically situational.
    ➡️ It’s usually short-term.
    ➡️ It fades when the situation resolves.

    Think of stress like an annoying coworker—shows up when there’s work to do, then leaves when the task is done.

    🚩 What is Anxiety?

    Anxiety is persistent worry, fear, or dread—even when there’s no immediate threat. It sticks around, whispers worst-case scenarios in your ear, and messes with your mind and body in ways that feel like you’re stuck in a never-ending loop.

    Key differences:
    ➡️ Anxiety lingers, even when life is chill.
    ➡️ It can hijack your thoughts and make you catastrophize.
    ➡️ It often shows up as physical symptoms: racing heart, tight chest, dizziness, stomach issues.

    🎯 How to Tell the Difference

    StressAnxiety
    Has a clear cause (e.g., deadline, traffic)Can happen without a clear trigger
    Fades when the situation is overLingers even when things are fine
    Usually short-termCan be long-lasting, chronic
    Motivates you to actCan make you feel stuck and panicked
    Can improve performanceCan impair focus and decision-making
    Example: Feeling nervous before a presentationExample: Constantly worrying you’ll mess up even after it’s over

    🧠 Expert Insight

    According to the American Psychological Association (APA),

    Stress is “a normal reaction to everyday pressures, but can become unhealthy when it upsets your day-to-day functioning.”

    Anxiety, on the other hand, is “an excessive and persistent worry that doesn’t go away, even in the absence of a stressor.”

    This distinction is important: stress is a response to a specific external trigger, while anxiety is a persistent internal state that can affect your mental and physical health even when life seems fine on the outside.

    For more information, visit the APA’s website at www.apa.org.

    🌿 Why It Matters

    When you know what you’re dealing with, you can treat it better. Stress? You might need to take a break, delegate tasks, or manage time better. Anxiety? You might need coping tools, therapy, or lifestyle shifts to manage your mental health.

    👉 Bottom line: Not every stressful day means you have anxiety, but if stress feels like it’s your whole personality now… it might be worth looking deeper.


    Final Thoughts

    You are not broken for feeling stress or anxiety. You’re human. Let’s normalize the convo and help each other get through the hard days.

    Got questions or want to share your experience? Drop a comment below—I read every single one!


  • What Anxiety Has Stolen From Me — And What I’m Taking Back

    What Anxiety Has Stolen From Me — And What I’m Taking Back

    Trigger Warning: This post discusses anxiety, panic attacks, emotional overwhelm, and personal loss.
    Disclaimer: This post is based on personal experience and is not a substitute for professional medical or mental health advice.


    🖤 The Truth?

    Anxiety has taken so much from me.

    I don’t say that for pity. I say it because it’s real. It’s honest. And if you’re reading this, maybe you feel it too.

    I’ve lost time — so much time — worrying about things that never happened.
    I’ve missed out on joy because I was too focused on what could go wrong.
    I’ve watched moments pass while I was stuck in my head, spiraling.
    I’ve spent nights awake, heart pounding, body buzzing, afraid of sleep itself.
    I’ve said no to plans I really wanted to say yes to — all because anxiety told me I wasn’t safe.


    😔 What It Stole from Me…

    • Sleep: Long nights of checking my pulse, Googling symptoms, trying to breathe through imaginary danger.
    • Peace: My mind never seemed to shut off. Even in silence, it was loud.
    • Confidence: I started questioning everything I felt. Every pain. Every twitch. Every emotion.
    • Moments with My Kids: I was there, but I wasn’t. I was trapped in a storm while smiling through it.
    • Joy: Even on good days, anxiety made me suspicious of the peace. Like I wasn’t allowed to feel okay for too long.

    It took my presence. It made me feel broken.
    It made me think I’d always be like this.


    💪 But Here’s What I’m Taking Back:

    I’m taking back my power.
    I’m reclaiming my voice.
    I’m choosing to track it, name it, and still live through it.

    No, I’m not magically cured.
    No, I don’t always feel brave.
    But I’ve learned to face it with softness and fight it with truth.

    I breathe when it tells me to panic.
    I speak out loud when it makes me feel crazy.
    I show up for myself, even if it’s messy and tired and trembling.

    And I’ve started to feel little pieces of myself come back.


    🌱 Reclaiming My Life Looks Like:

    • Writing these words. Sharing what I’ve lived.
    • Making tools for others who feel like I do.
    • Taking deep breaths that don’t feel forced.
    • Laughing with my kids and actually feeling it.
    • Saying, “I had a hard day,” without shame.
    • Letting joy in — and letting it stay a while.

    I might not be who I was before anxiety. But I’m building someone even stronger.

    Someone real. Someone healing.


    🖤 If You’ve Lost Yourself to Anxiety Too…

    I see you. I AM you.

    And I want you to know: it’s not too late to get pieces of you back.
    Even if it’s slow. Even if it’s one breath at a time.

    You’re not weak. You’re surviving a war no one else sees.

    And you are worth every moment of peace you’re trying to find.


  • Working While Anxious: How I Survive the Workday with a Mind That Won’t Shut Off

    Working While Anxious: How I Survive the Workday with a Mind That Won’t Shut Off

    A Real Look at Balancing Mental Health and Making a Living

    ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This post discusses mental health, anxiety symptoms, emotional stress, and the challenges of working while living with anxiety.

    📌 Disclaimer: I am not a mental health professional. This blog is based on my lived experience working with anxiety. For medical advice or diagnosis, please consult a licensed provider.

    Some mornings, just getting out of bed and facing my inbox feels like running a marathon. The anxiety hits before I even clock in. My heart races. My chest feels tight. My mind is already drowning in what-ifs.

    What if I mess up?
    What if I freeze during a Zoom call?
    What if they think I’m not good enough?

    This is what working with anxiety looks like.


    🏢 The Invisible Battle at Work

    Most people don’t know I’m anxious.

    I answer emails. I show up to meetings. I hit my deadlines. But inside?

    • I’m rereading messages 3 times before hitting send.
    • I’m sweating during a “quick call.”
    • I’m talking myself down from spiraling every time someone says “Can we talk?”

    High-functioning anxiety means I look capable on the outside — and completely wrecked on the inside.


    🤔 How I Manage Anxiety on the Clock

    Here’s what helps me stay grounded during the workday:

    1. Pre-Shift Breathing Rituals

    Before I even open my work apps, I sit with my water, breathe in for 4, hold for 4, out for 6. It helps calm the nervous system before the chaos starts.

    2. Text Reassurance Scripts

    I keep a few notes on my phone that remind me of the truth:

    “You’ve done this before. You can do it again.” “You are allowed to take your time.” “A typo is not the end of the world.”

    3. Micro Breaks

    If my chest gets tight or my hands start shaking, I take 3 minutes to stretch, walk, or just breathe in silence. No explanation needed.

    4. Clear Communication Boundaries

    I set my status when I need focus time. I use templates for stressful emails. And I give myself permission to not answer everything immediately.


    I am thankful to have found a job that truly cares for its employees — and that has been a big blessing in my anxiety journey.

    🧠 What I Wish More People Knew

    • Anxiety is not laziness.
    • Avoidance isn’t irresponsibility.
    • That “overthinker” label? That’s often trauma management.

    Working with anxiety is a constant internal negotiation. And some days, just showing up is the win.

    If you’re reading this and nodding your head — know this:
    You’re not alone. You’re not weak. And you’re doing more than enough.


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  • Conquering Anxiety: A Workbook for Empowerment

    Conquering Anxiety: A Workbook for Empowerment

    ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This post discusses mental health and anxiety-related thoughts that may be distressing to some readers. Please proceed with care.

    📌 Disclaimer: I am not a licensed therapist or medical provider. I share personal experiences, tools, and reflections that have helped me manage anxiety. Always consult a professional for medical or mental health guidance.

    Some days, anxiety whispers.
    Other days, it screams.

    Mine has said things like:
    “You’re not a good mom.”
    “You’re falling apart.”
    “Everyone’s tired of you.”

    Sound familiar?
    Yeah… I thought so.

    I created this workbook because anxiety’s voice had taken up too much damn space in my head — and I needed a way to fight back. A way to talk louder. A way to come home to myself.

    That’s where “You vs. Anxiety” was born.

    It starts with just one page — the one I’m sharing with you today.
    A page that says: “I see you. I hear what anxiety says. But here’s what I say back.”


    ✨ Preview Page: “Anxiety Says…”

    This isn’t just a worksheet. It’s a shift.
    From fear to truth. From panic to power.

    🖤 View the free preview page here when you subscribe


    You’re not broken. You’re not weak. You’re just someone who’s been fighting battles no one else can see.
    And now — you’re learning how to fight differently.

    The full workbook is coming soon. For now, I hope this first page reminds you of who the hell you are underneath all the noise.

    We’re not aiming for perfect here — just peace.

    Anxiety Momster

  • A Heartfelt Letter to Anxious Moms for Mother’s Day

    A Heartfelt Letter to Anxious Moms for Mother’s Day

    A Peaceful Letter to Anxious Moms on Mother’s Day

    ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This post gently touches on anxiety, motherhood, and emotional vulnerability.
    📌 Disclaimer: I’m not a mental health professional — just a mom sharing her heart.

    Somewhere right now, a mom is holding a cup of cold coffee, mentally making five lists while wiping away tears she hasn’t told anyone about.

    And if that mom is you — this is your reminder:
    💜 You’re doing more than enough.
    💜 You’re already worthy.
    💜 And you deserve peace today, too.


    💐 Today, Let’s Pause

    Mother’s Day isn’t just about perfect pictures or gift bags with fancy bows.
    It’s about moments like:

    • Quiet breathing before the house wakes up
    • Tiny hands hugging you tighter than usual
    • Letting yourself rest without guilt
    • Laughing even though you cried last night

    🌿 You’re Still a Good Mom If…

    • You need breaks
    • You say “not right now”
    • You don’t love every moment
    • You’re healing while parenting
    • You cry and show up anyway

    Anxiety doesn’t erase your love.
    It just makes you more intentional about holding on to the good.


    💌 A Love Letter to Moms Like Us

    To the mom with the full heart and tired spirit —
    I see you.

    You are the safe place.
    The breath of calm during the storm.
    The reason someone feels deeply loved.

    And even on the days when you don’t feel “together”…
    your presence is still a gift.


    🧘‍♀️ A Simple Practice for Today:

    Take 3 deep breaths.
    Hand on your heart.
    Say:

    “I am enough. Right now. Just as I am.”
    “I don’t have to do it all today.”
    “I deserve peace, too.”


    💜 Wishing You a Gentle, Peaceful Mother’s Day

    If today feels joyful — soak it up.
    If today feels hard — breathe through it.
    Either way, you are loved, seen, and appreciated.

    Happy Mother’s Day 💐
    From one anxious mom to another.

    — Shanice, Anxiety Momster

  • Dear Anxiety: I Forgive Myself for the Bad Days

    Dear Anxiety,

    For a long time, I hated myself for the days you won.
    The days I couldn’t get out of bed.
    The days I canceled plans.
    The days I cried and shook and felt like a burden to everyone around me.

    I carried so much shame.
    I thought every bad day meant I was failing.
    That if I was strong enough, I wouldn’t feel this way.

    But that’s not true.

    Bad days aren’t failures.
    They’re part of healing.
    They’re part of living.

    So today, I’m choosing forgiveness.

    I forgive myself for the days I was too tired to fight.
    I forgive myself for the panic attacks, the canceled plans, the missed moments.
    I forgive myself for surviving the best way I knew how at the time.

    You don’t get to weaponize my past against me anymore.

    Every hard day I lived through is a testament to my strength — not my weakness.

    I am allowed to have bad days.
    I am allowed to be human.
    I am allowed to forgive myself.

    I am proud of how far I’ve come, even if the road was messy.

    And I’m not carrying shame with me anymore.

    Shanice

  • Dear Anxiety: I’m Done Hiding From You

    Dear Anxiety,

    For a long time, I tried to hide you.
    Pretend you weren’t there.
    Smile through the panic.
    Laugh through the fear.
    Nod through the moments where my body was screaming inside.

    I thought if I just stayed quiet, if I just kept pretending, you’d leave me alone.

    But you didn’t.

    Hiding didn’t make you disappear.
    It only made me disappear.
    Piece by piece, I lost parts of myself trying to make you less noticeable to the world.

    Not anymore.

    I’m done hiding from you.
    I’m done pretending to be okay when I’m crumbling inside.
    I’m done acting like you’re not heavy when some days you’re too much to carry alone.

    I will not be ashamed of my struggle.
    I will not let silence be your weapon.

    Talking about you doesn’t make me weak.
    Admitting my fear doesn’t make me broken.
    Sharing my battles doesn’t make me less.

    It makes me free.

    You don’t get to make me hide anymore.

    I am showing up.
    I am speaking out.
    I am standing tall — even with the weight of you still trying to drag me down.

    I’m done hiding.
    You don’t get that power anymore.

    Shanice

  • I’m Having a Panic Attack Right Now: The Real, Raw, Unfiltered Version

    Trigger Warning: Panic Attacks, Health Anxiety, Raw Emotion
    Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional. I am just a woman trying to survive the war in my head. Please don’t take this as medical advice—this is my truth, my experience, and maybe yours too.


    Right now… as I write this… I am in it.
    Not recovering from it. Not reflecting back on it.
    IN IT.

    My head feels like pressure is building—like something inside is about to snap. I felt a “pop” earlier, not painful, but terrifying. It felt like a gunshot went off near me, except it was inside my head. And now I’m spiraling.

    My neck hurts. My shoulder aches. My arm feels weird. My chest feels… funny—not tight, not painful—just off. And my anxiety is feeding off every single symptom like it’s a buffet.

    And the scariest part?
    My mind doesn’t believe I’m okay.

    Even though I’ve had tests. Even though I’ve been told everything looks fine. Even though I’ve been here before and came out okay.
    My brain doesn’t trust it.

    People say “it’s just anxiety,” but they don’t understand how dismissive that sounds when your entire body is screaming that something is wrong.

    It’s not just anxiety. It’s:

    • My chest tingling and me wondering if I’m dying.
    • My head feeling like there’s a rubber band wrapped around the front.
    • My back hurting from how I’ve been laying with my laptop, and me thinking it’s something worse.
    • Me sitting here, literally begging God to let me be okay.

    I tried laying down—didn’t help.
    Tried rubbing Vicks under my nose—gave me a second of relief before the fear came back stronger.
    Tried breathing, drinking water, moving around, telling myself it’s just panic… but none of that stuck.

    I want to cry. I want to run. I want to scream and crawl out of my skin.
    But mostly, I just want it to be over.

    I’m so tired of living like this.
    So tired of wondering if every pain is the one they missed.
    So tired of feeling like I’m walking a tightrope between calm and chaos.

    Sometimes I feel like a prisoner in my own body, and anxiety is the warden.
    No escape. No peace. Just me, the thoughts, and this endless cycle of fear.


    But if you’re reading this…

    You’re not alone.

    This post isn’t about “how I conquered it” or “5 ways to stop a panic attack.”
    It’s just the truth. The moment. The reality of what this feels like right now.

    I know I’ll get through it. I always do.
    But right now, in this moment… I just needed to say:

    It’s happening. I’m scared. And I’m still here.

    And if you’re still here too, scared in your own way, I see you.

    Let’s breathe—one shaky inhale, one tearful exhale—until it passes.

    We’re not broken. We’re not crazy.
    We’re just surviving something invisible.
    And that’s brave as hell.


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  • Dear Anxiety: You Can Roar, But I Will Rise

    Dear Anxiety,

    You are loud.
    You roar with fear, with panic, with worst-case-scenarios.
    You try to drown out everything good, everything peaceful, everything true.

    You want me to believe that your voice is the only one that matters.
    That your fear defines my future.
    That your noise cancels out my dreams.

    But you’re wrong.

    You can roar.
    You can scream.
    You can flood my mind with doubt and my body with fear.

    But I will rise.

    I will rise on the days when breathing feels like a victory.
    I will rise on the nights when sleep feels impossible.
    I will rise through the racing heart, the shaky hands, the heavy thoughts.

    I will rise even when it’s messy.
    Even when it’s ugly.
    Even when it’s nothing more than a whisper of hope inside a storm.

    Because rising isn’t about perfection.
    It’s about refusing to stay down.

    You can roar as loud as you want.
    But you will never silence my will to live, to love, to heal, to hope.

    I will rise.
    Again.
    And again.
    And again.

    You can count on that.

    Shanice


    These are my real, raw letters to my anxiety.
    Some days, it wins. Some days, I fight back.
    Either way, these words are proof that I’m still here, still breathing, still trying.
    If you’re fighting too, you’re not alone. 🖤


  • Dear Anxiety: Some Days, I Just Need to Cry

    Dear Anxiety,

    Some days, fighting you feels too heavy.
    Some days, carrying all this fear, all this tension, all this weight — feels like too much.

    And on those days, I don’t want advice.
    I don’t want affirmations.
    I don’t want to hear how strong I am.

    I just need to cry.

    Not because I’m weak.
    Not because I’m giving up.
    But because crying is a release that my body, my heart, and my soul sometimes desperately need.

    I don’t owe you constant strength, Anxiety.
    I don’t owe you constant toughness.
    I don’t have to be a warrior every single second.

    Some days, I’m just a human who’s tired.
    Who’s scared.
    Who’s overwhelmed.

    And today, I let myself cry.
    Without shame.
    Without judgment.
    Without apology.

    Because healing doesn’t always look brave.
    Sometimes it just looks like tears falling quietly in the dark —
    and still waking up tomorrow to try again.

    I’m not weak for crying.
    I’m strong because I let myself feel.

    And no matter how many tears fall,
    you still don’t break me.

    Shanice

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