Historically, the fall hits hard. Between political and worldly unrest, consistent media influences, my full plate, balancing home and family time, and then volunteer duties. I have little time to consider how this affects my mental health. I am trying my best to chip away at the old block, one piece at a time. Not worrying about the pressures outside my control. Yet, this time of year is one of unrest, uncertainty. One that I always dread. I hurt my back lifting at the gym earlier this week. I’m focused on recovering my physical health while maintaining my mental health.

I think to myself as I breathe deeply and work on settling my anxious feelings. That I have come this far. Not to give up. To keep pushing forward towards my goals. I am grateful for all of the support of my friends and family. I talked to my best friend, Paige, last night as I tried to quiet my mind. It worked. With her help I was able to get through the day successfully at work. I work on focusing on myself. I breathe deeply again, and release. Again, and again.

Historically, yes this time of year is not great for me. I must remember that those I am not condemned to repeat history, To be gentle with myself, and remain hopeful that I can get through the fall. That I am capable. I can rock this semester still. I got a grade back on one of my longer papers for my MSW program. A 94%. I am relieved and reminded that I can get through the fall back. That I am still the person I was, but more self-aware, reflective and proactive. I can make it through. A set back is not a step backward, after all. And, I look forward to what the rest of the fall brings.

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