Well my friends, I am here to tell you that it's a piece of cake! A piece of cake that given my diabetes, and gluten intolerance, my body just can't handle it all! YAAAAY! Alright before you go all, "but Miguel, come on! give us some good news!" to you I say, "calm down! you're gonna have to keep reading!"
Stress can run havoc on your body, and there are MANY factors that can bring it on, it's tailored to each person, like a Boggart, and yes.....IT SUCKS. Your mind is can be an amazing/awful thing. Sure, we all have stress, we all have fears, but only some unlucky ones are able to let it overcome you. I am, unfortunately, one of those. Ever since my diagnosis with Diabetes, it seems that the fear of having a chronic disease, and having it be true, has told my mind "hey, if you have DIABETES? you have a million other diseases" That sets the anxiety into overdrive, speeding down the highway of irrational, catastrophic scenarios. It passes, it always does, it's just those moments, that it seems it will never end, or that actually it will.
However, it hasn't been all bad. Lots of good things have been happening since my last post; we moved, my wife and I are no longer living at the BLVD, a place we miss, but we are now in a cozy (NYC talk for Small) apartment, just us two, and the two little four legged Matheus. Moving is very very stressful, but worth it. Although we miss our friends terribly, there was a party thrown to commemorate our time living together in addition to celebrating my friend's 30th birthday and the best part..............'twas 80's themed. don't believe me?
Well here's my amazing wife; in full character that says "HEY COME PARTY IN OUR BASEMENT!" whereas I went the opposite more ''me" way and went 80's prep. This is a pretty accurate depiction of the groups we would have been in, had we been teens/college kids in this decade. And no we would have not sat at the same table. Keep in mind I am wearing regular clothes I own......and I look like my father. And if you're wondering, "are you holding vodka," why yes, yes I am. I had a few drinks that evening, and since I have not drank in a very long time.....I was high school wasted a mere few hours after the party had started....so drunk that my wife and I did our dance routine..........proof, you say?
However, it hasn't been all bad. Lots of good things have been happening since my last post; we moved, my wife and I are no longer living at the BLVD, a place we miss, but we are now in a cozy (NYC talk for Small) apartment, just us two, and the two little four legged Matheus. Moving is very very stressful, but worth it. Although we miss our friends terribly, there was a party thrown to commemorate our time living together in addition to celebrating my friend's 30th birthday and the best part..............'twas 80's themed. don't believe me?Well here's my amazing wife; in full character that says "HEY COME PARTY IN OUR BASEMENT!" whereas I went the opposite more ''me" way and went 80's prep. This is a pretty accurate depiction of the groups we would have been in, had we been teens/college kids in this decade. And no we would have not sat at the same table. Keep in mind I am wearing regular clothes I own......and I look like my father. And if you're wondering, "are you holding vodka," why yes, yes I am. I had a few drinks that evening, and since I have not drank in a very long time.....I was high school wasted a mere few hours after the party had started....so drunk that my wife and I did our dance routine..........proof, you say?
If you're wondering...it's Beyonce's End of Time, we perform at weddings, birthday partie and funerals.....call us today! Totally kidding, this is one of those things, where I must be beyond wasted to not let my anxiety take over, and not give a crap. Not to say that alcohol is the way to cope with it, because I it isn't. I just DONT drink EVER, but it was a fun night.....a great way to say goodbye to a place that will always be in our hearts.There are many more photos to share, click, and you'll see how much fun we all had. Brought to you by April Asico, book her for your next corporate event! Guys I had cake, I had bread that night, and yes I paid the consequences later, but for that night it was worth it. Because when anxiety is taking over your life......you need to relish in the happy moments, and remember them in the instances where fear takes over you.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words.....in this case it was worth a 100 likes on Facebook! I'm talking "new born baby" "just got engaged" level! let me explain.....at my job we have to get our pictures taken and they go out to all the staff so they know who the courtroom clerks are. I took one 6 months ago, when I first started. Since then, I have lost just a smidge of weight, so when they came up to take the new clerk's pictures, I asked for a retake...I mean I was having a good hair day. I know I have given up many delicious things; pasta, cakes, candy, sweets, soda, pasta, bread, cakes (yeah I know I said it twice, it is THAT important) and I know that I had lost a few LB's but I didn't know that it was like this...................
On the left is jolly Miguel (jolly because of how fat I was) On the right is the Today Miguel (see what how good my hair looked that day?!) It wasn't until I put these two pictures side by side, that I was able to really see the difference. My sugar is under control, so that's a good thing. Now all I have to take care of are these ridiculous anxious moments. I look at this and see that there is hope. Not in a MILLION years did I think that I would be this healthy (and by healthy I mean skinny). I always thought that if McDonnald's and I were to get into a fight, McDonnald's would win, and I would just eat there every day, because I had no will power to say "no" to a BigMac, I mean come on guys, we know it's trash, but it's disgustingly delicious trash. I had the will power to give up a lot of things, which gives me a lot of hope. So yes, I have horrible moments, where I feel like I'm dying, and yes I've gone to the hospital, and spent money for them to tell me that it was just anxiety. I can't help by wonder, if I could give up smoking 5 years ago (smoked for 10), sugar, bread, cakes, candy, why not anxiety? I will one day, I am always hopeful, and even though the dark times seem like they are never going to end, they will.
Find that thing you want to fight for, and hold on to it. It will let you see the light when you're feeling dark. For me it's my wife and my boys, and now the proof that giving up so many things, actually works! So yes, we all experience stress, but the key is to not ever let it allow you to forget what is really important, LOVE. Friends, family, hobbies, pets, they are all love; and that is all that counts. Stress, anxiety and worry steal from your now. You are never guaranteed tomorrow, so make your now count.
Till next time gang!
