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Self-Monitoring

It's not the medicine that reminds me I have a diagnosis; it's ongoing self-monitoring. 


Every day I follow my self-care regimen. It helps me; rejuvenates me and enhances my functioning. I embrace it. 


Frequently, I take steps back to redirect and regroup in order to move forward. Lately, I've been working diligently on projects and striving to uphold that beast mode to get positive results. However, I must force myself to slow down to control stress. Even if it's created by good stressors. Even if I'm determined to finish something and pull an all-nighter, I stop myself and go to bed at a decent hour. I don't want to activate mania and it to worsen into my schizophrenia symptoms.


When I'm working hard on tasks, I must increase my self-care rituals. That means making time to practice more stress reduction techniques to boost my energy and uphold that drive. Sometimes, I take a brisk walk around my neighborhood. Other times I stop to listen to nature sounds to calm my mind. 


This self-management constantly reminds me that I have a mental health condition. I'm conscious of my health. Aiming to reduce stress to avoid triggering flare-ups. I must be vigilant of my needs. This practice of self-monitoring has become part of my daily routine. 


I take my medicine every day and recycle a wide range of self-care activities to master lowering my stress throughout the day. Although the self-reflections and redirection demands attention I can manage. I must manage this. It's how I control what I can.


Do you listen to your body's needs? How can you incorporate more self-care rituals into your day? To minimize stress to do more of what you want.

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