Gone Fishing!


Howdy all,

First, to anyone that’s left me a comment in the past couple months (0.O) that I haven’t answered: thank you, and I’m sorry. The short explanation is, life happened.

Some things happened externally: I got another (better) job. I moved. But some things happened internally too. A lot of soul searching. I surprised myself: usually I write while I’m soul searching. But the last couple of months, I’ve just been wanting to read, and journal privately.

I hope you all are well, and writing your hearts out. You are all so talented. Your words bring light to a world that desperately needs it. Even if your words are full of pain, trust me, they mean something to others who read them and see a reflection of themselves.

I’m not quite sure what the future of this blog will look like. If the muse comes to call and I get inspired to write again, I will. In the meantime, I’ve gone fishing. Your job is to just keep swimming.

Be well…💙🌟


What Happens When I Let Go


"when I let go of expecations of where I should be, sometimes I'm delighted to find myself where I am."

We put so much pressure on ourselves to be in the right place at the right time. To be exactly where we think we should be, right now. Whether it’s a physical place or a place in our recovery, we are full of “shoulds.” I’m working on letting go of my expectations of where I “should be,” physically, mentally and emotionally. Don’t get me wrong, not all moments are delightful. Many are a real struggle. And I have memories of moments I don’t care to relive, nor would I wish them on anyone. But sometimes, when I let go, I come to an awareness in the present moment that even though it’s not perfect, I’m perfectly content. And those moments are the moments I live for.

Wishing you well,

Jenna ❄️🌟😊

P.S. This is my first post in a couple weeks. Between work and the holidays, things have been really busy. I’ve definitely missed writing and connecting with everyone. I’m making an effort to clear space in my schedule to keep up with the writing and blogging 🌟💙

P.P.S. Follow me on Instagram @wishingwellblogger 🙂


How Hard Should I Push Myself?


Where’s the line between pushing yourself too hard and giving yourself a needed kick in the ass?

Between self-indulgence and allowing yourself a needed rest?

I don’t know the answers to these questions. Or rather, I am in the process of answering them. I do know that compared to most people, I feel wimpy. Weak-willed. Underachieving.

I watch people whose lives are full of activity, responsibility, duty, and I cringe. How? How do they possibly manage it all? Sure, I have responsibilities, but I’ve intentionally limited them for the sake of my mental wellness. Experience has taught me time and time again that if I stretch myself too thin, I’ll pay the price for it.

On the other hand, if I laze around and do nothing, I get depressed.

Hence my conundrum: when to rest, and when to push myself to achieve?

They say “do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life.” I have yet to experience that sort of feeling. Things that I love still require work. My home. My relationships. My writing. All still require some elbow grease, not all of which is enjoyable.

I do think some “work”–time in which we’re exerting real effort–is inevitable. And during that period of exerting effort, I experience some discomfort. I think wistfully of being on the couch with my cat and a cup of tea. These all seem to be features of “work.”

I’ve written in the past about Opposite Action, a technique I’ve found essential to healing from depression. Essentially, we do what we don’t want to do, for a limited period of time, because we find the outcome valuable. And I guess this principle is what I have to return to. Work = Effort + Value. A similar principle would apply to rest: Rest = Lack of Effort + Value. The question is, which do we value more in the moment.

I don’t have to use other people as my barometer for how much I should or shouldn’t be working, how much I should or shouldn’t be resting. It’s about what I value. It goes back to the whole idea of comparison. Comparing ourselves to others usually makes us feel miserable. That’s how I feel when I look at other people’s ratios of work and rest. But I need to just focus on myself and what I value most in each moment. Neither rest nor work is “right” or “wrong.” We just need to be honest with ourselves about which is more valuable in that moment.

Have you experienced conflict over allowing yourself to rest versus forcing yourself to be productive? Where do you draw the line? Share in the comments!

Wishing you peace of mind…☮🌟💙


Image Credit: cat-rest-tired-kitten by MonikaDesigns, CC0 Public Domain

Have Wellness Kit, Will Travel

woman with backpack

Recently it occurred to me to pack a travel wellness kit. Mostly it’s because I’m scared about surviving work and the coming winter with my mental health intact. Techniques such as breathing and mindfulness are great tools, but sometimes we want a physical reminder that everything is going to be okay. We want something to hold on to, a symbol of the wellness we carry inside even if we don’t feel it right now. So I started packing.

Here are the contents of my travel wellness kit:

•    adult coloring book w/ markers
•    copy of my WRAP plan
•    journal & pens
•    affirmation cards
•    extra meds
•    emergency snacks
•    tea
•    tissues
•    gum

Just bringing the kit to work makes me feel stronger. Prepared. Like I could use the wellness kit on my lunch break at work and get through the day. Knowing I’m prepared makes me feel less anxious, which in turn decreases the likelihood that I’ll have a panic attack (or a depression bottom-out). It doesn’t replace the meds I take. It doesn’t eliminate the possibility that I might have to cancel plans or call out of work if I have a mental health crisis. But I think it may really help.

So far I’ve used the journal, emergency snacks, extra meds, and tea. But I’m sure I’ll use everything at some point.

What would you add to your travel wellness kit? Where would you be the most likely to use it? I’d love to hear. Share in the comments!

Wishing you a prepared and calm week to come,

Jenna 🌟💙

Image Credit: Backpack-female-hiker-outdoors by Pexels, CC0 Public Domain

Do The Easy Questions First


beebalm red wall

My anxiety has been a doozy lately. When I’m in the thick of it, every nerve ending feels like a frayed wire. My brain works so hard to process what’s happening around me. I want to flee, but my legs are shaking. And all the while, my brain is asking itself big questions: “What if everything goes wrong?” “Why am I doing this?” “How am I going to get through this?” “What will my life look like in a year?” “What will my like look like in ten years?”

Someone very wise told me to pretend like life is a tough exam. When you sit down to take that test, you do the easy questions first, and skip over the hard ones. You know you’ll answer the hard questions later.

I have no business trying to answer those hard questions now, especially when I’m having anxiety. Good problem solving doesn’t happen in a fear-based anxiety state. And the answers to those hard questions will come when they’re supposed to. For now, my job is to be present, and answer the easy questions: “What am I doing in this moment?” “What are my options now?” “Am I breathing?” “What do I see, hear, and feel now?” The rest will take care of itself.

Wishing you well,

Jenna 🌟💙

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My Brain Needs To Breathe Too

brain with scuba mask
Has your brain ever felt choked, flat, or foggy? Mine sure has. I experience this feeling when I’m overwhelmed, which I admit happens rather easily. But recently, I realized I can prevent being overwhelmed by giving my brain room to breathe.

Every person is different. Some people are introverts. Some people are extroverts. Some people are highly sensitive, and some people lack sensitivity. Some people are eloquent speakers. Some people struggle to form words. Some people are writers. Some people are artists. Some people are empathic, and some people are highly logical. You get the drift.

Each brain needs its own form of “oxygen.” This is true in a literal sense, but it is also a helpful metaphor. An extrovert’s oxygen is people-time. An introvert’s oxygen is alone-time. A highly sensitive person’s airflow is cut off by too much sensory stimulation. And so on and so forth.

Depriving your brain of “oxygen” can lead to anxiety and depression. Trust me, I know from experience. When I engage in activities or environments that aren’t a good fit for me, my brain starts to “choke.” This is what brain “choking” feels like:

•    Can’t think straight (or at all)
•    Dizzy/lightheaded
•    Feel trapped
•    Difficulty interacting with others

When I let this choked feeling go on to long, my mental health goes downhill.

I started the process of recovery when I found my “oxygen”:

•    Creativity
•    Meditation
•    Alone time
•    Writing
•    Blogging
•    Nature
•    Healthy eating

foggy mountain

We still need to pause and exhale in between breaths. I’m starting to think of “exhaling” as other necessary parts of life that don’t give us “oxygen.” For example, as an introvert, I still need time with people. But after time with people, I need to recharge. Work involves a lot of necessary activity that isn’t exactly life-giving. And yet most people find it necessary to work. There are always going to be parts of life that are difficult for us. But we must have a balance. We must give ourselves time to inhale and recharge. Otherwise, we risk our mental health.

So let me ask you: what is your oxygen?

Wishing you breaths of fresh air…

Jenna 🌳🌟💙

Image Credits:

Featured image created on Piktochart.

fog-forest-mist-mysterious by MonicaVolpin, CC0 Public Domain

A Tip For Adding Focus To Your Daily Life

A couple weeks ago I had a heart-to-heart with an old friend. I sat in the passenger seat of her rusty red truck, on the way to help her move furniture. She knows I’ve been struggling with employment and asked how it was going.

“I’m having such a hard time,” I confided. “I feel so helpless.”

She listened patiently as I described the tough process of finding my ideal job. I’ve had many false starts, dead ends, and obstacles to face along the way. I admitted I admired people like her, who have worked the same job for years on end.

She paused for a moment, then said, “You need to find you drishti.”

“My what?”

“Your drishti. It’s a yoga thing. When you’re doing a pose where it’s hard to balance, you have to focus on something to keep you centered.”

“You mean like if you’re standing on one leg, and you pick something in the room to stare at?”


I thought about this for a moment. In yoga, a drishti could be a physical thing, like a lamp, that you stare at to keep your balance. But in a broader sense, a drishti could be anything that helps you stay balanced.


What if your drishti was a goal, or an practice, that served your highest purpose? So even on days when depression, anxiety, or other symptoms arise, you have a point on the horizon that keeps you going?

I think there are two types of drishti: ones that help you focus moment to moment, and ones that help you in the long run.

Moment-to-moment drishtis:

  • Focus on breath
  • Mindfulness (I see, I hear, I feel)
  • Affirmations
  • Move your body
  • Count something
  • Sing something

Big picture dristis:

  • Stay healthy & well
  • Be a dedicated friend/family member
  • Fulfill the dream to (insert creative dream here).
  • Stay connected with your community
  • Be of service to others

I’ve already found this idea to be helpful in my day-to-day life. How about you? What keeps you focused in the moment and in the big picture? Share in the comments!

Wishing you well…🌟☮


Image Credit: balance-yoga-beach-relax-sunset by LibelSanRo, CC0 Public Domain