When Writing Feels Risky

Several years ago, I wrote about how my Memory Hoarding OCD manifests: by compulsively writing, filling notebook after notebook with the details of every single day, every single event, every single feeling. I could easily fill a normal A5 sized notebook in under a fortnight. Journaling this way allowed me to document my life and provided me with a safe space to store all of my memories so I didn’t feel like I was constantly trying to carry them all. It also gave me a space to process everything that was happening and work out how I felt about it all. But the amount I needed to write down only seemed to grow, no matter how hard I tried to reduce it: I once wrote about fifty pages about a single concert, partly to document the show (a huge stadium tour date on a world tour with multiple sets, talking breaks, costumes, dancers, etc) and partly to try and process all of the feelings that were being brought up throughout the show. Trying to document every event began overwhelming the event itself; instead of being excited, I would dread them because I would already be anxious about the writing afterwards, calculating how much time it was going to take and how much further behind it would put me in my writing backlog.

I’d just about managed to keep up during my Bachelor’s degree but by the time I started my Master’s a couple of years later, I was writing so much that I was often days or weeks or even months ‘behind’ and I’d be writing all day everyday, just trying to catch up to the present moment. I’d managed to cut out a lot of ‘irrelevant’ detail but I was still writing for hours every day. It was already at this extreme level when I started my Master’s and my anxiety immediately increased as I tried to balance the courseload with the compulsive writing. I kept trying to make it work, make it manageable, but I just couldn’t and so, for months, I was pushing myself to the limit as I tried to do all of my coursework (and I found the jump from BA to MA brutal) and then spending every spare second filling notebook after notebook. I felt so much pressure to ‘succeed’ at both and the worse I felt about it all, the more I had to write; the anxiety was creating more for me to write about. I felt caught in the middle of a tug of war; the problem was just snowballing and I had no idea how to stop it.

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Glimmers

TW: descriptions of meltdowns, mentions of pet loss/grief, theatre about rape and sexual assault trials, bad disabled access experiences and ableism (and not a trigger but vague spoilers for the TV Show, Alice and Steve).

At the beginning of June, I went looking for the month’s new photo challenge and found this instead: a challenge to find a glimmer every day for the thirty days of June…

Most of us have heard of a ‘trigger,’ of ‘being triggered’: when we see, hear, sense, etc something that activates our nervous system and ‘triggers’ our stress response to danger, whether that be fight, flight, fawn, or freeze. We become anxious and tense and our breathing and heart rate increase, all things that are helping when facing an actual threat but not so much when we’re dealing with memories, anxiety, and daily stresses. Living in this activated state is terrible for both our physical and mental health and can result in long-term physical and mental health problems, as well as acquired neurodivergent conditions such as CPTSD, and it can be incredibly difficult to heal your nervous system after living in this state for an extended period of time (I say this from experience – I’m trying to do it right now in therapy). But where there are triggers that activate our sympathetic nervous systems, there are ‘glimmers’ that help us to regulate our nervous systems, bringing us out of that activated state, and move us into a rest state, activating our parasympathetic nervous systems. This shift can be initiated by a sign of safety, something that makes you feel calm and peaceful and connected. Our brains are constantly scanning for information and making predictions to keep us safe but human brains have a negativity bias and we’re much more likely to see potential threats than we are to see signals of safety. This is why building in the practice of noticing the glimmers throughout your day is so good for your nervous system and your overall health: you’re retraining your brain to see safety over threat, you’re building emotional resilience in a healthy way, and you’re guiding an overactive nervous system into a more stable sense of calm.

Glimmers don’t negate any distress, mental health struggle, or trauma that we might be dealing with but they do help to create a balance in our lives where we are more able to manage these issues; the more we can notice the glimmers in our daily lives, the greater capacity we have to function, to heal, to connect. They can’t, for example, cure a chronic illness but improved nervous system regulation – a result of retraining our brains to identify safety and joy – is beneficial for our mental health and therefore make us more able to manage the challenges we’re facing; we’re more likely to be in a regulated state, built on a stable foundation, when that challenge appears, rather than in a stressed emotional state where we’re already running out of the capacity we need to make decisions or manage the situation. I’m in no way an expert at regulating myself but, a few weeks ago, I was triggered by a very loud noise while waiting to see my doctor and, in the past, I absolutely would’ve had a meltdown but because I am getting better at regulating myself, I was able to manage my response and my emotional reaction and avert a full blown meltdown; it was hard and I was still overstimulated and upset but I wasn’t crying and screaming and curled up on the floor so I’m calling that a very big win. Noticing glimmers and making that a habit slowly changes the pathways in your brain, helping you to become more regulated with a nervous system that is less likely to get triggered. And while these are just words on a screen, the result of this practice can be absolutely life changing. And the more open and willing you are, the more benefits you are likely to experience.

So a challenge like this is a great way to practice noticing the glimmers in your life. I’ve been doing it for some time but I’ve never really documented it or talked about it on here so I thought I’d use this as an opportunity…


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Autism Dogs – Family Training and Public Access (Second Attempt)

In early April, two months after my new Assistance Dog, Daisy, moved in, one of the trainers from the Autism Dogs farm, Julia, came down to do the Family Training and Public Access work that I hadn’t been able to do back in February. It was split into two sessions over two days and at the end of the second day, Daisy would be fully qualified and my official Autism Assistance Dog. That was both exciting and nerve-wracking – to start going out into the world together as a team – but, as nervous as I was, I’d always known that this change, while difficult, was happening in order for new, good things to happen. I just had to get through the difficult to the new and good.


The first two months with Daisy were full of ups and downs and I think I spent most of that time feeling stressed and exhausted. It wasn’t bad and I wasn’t regretting her; it was just incredibly overwhelming. It was a big change when I’m not good with change and not only that, it was a big change in the one space where I feel safest and steadiest and suddenly that steadiness had been flipped upside down. My Mum and I were getting used to having two dogs, the dogs were getting used to each other, the cats were more than a little freaked out by Daisy’s size and enthusiasm… It was very stressful. And as much as I reminded myself that all of this would take time and that there was no reason why everything wouldn’t eventually settle, I was still so anxious that I was failing everybody by doing this, by instigating this change. It was very distressing and I don’t think I was prepared – whether I even could be prepared – for it to feel like that. That’s not to say that there weren’t a lot of lovely moments, lots of cuddling and playing and snoozing together. Daisy is the sweetest, gentlest soul (even if she can charge around the house like a horse at times) and she’s so patient, even when Izzy got wildly jealous of Daisy getting even the slightest bit of attention. But based on the time they’d spent together at the Autism Dogs farm, I had always expected the settling of that relationship to take longer than two months. Izzy has always liked to be close, has always been my protector and emotional support fluff, so it was never going to be easy for her to have to share that role. She picked up some of Daisy’s tasks really quickly, which was very funny; it was a bit like she was saying, “See! You don’t need her! I can do all of these things!” They did make progress but I was looking forward to Julia coming down and being able to give us some advice on how to help them bond.

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