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When I am not podcasting I am walking my malt-shit, chilling with my beautiful partner or simmering in existential dread.
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\",\"settings\":{\"styles\":{\"text\":\"left\",\"align\":\"flex-start\",\"justify\":\"flex-start\",\"position\":\"2/3/4/15\",\"m-element-margin\":\"0 0 16px 0\"}}},\"Xr4c6jR17-section-title\":{\"type\":\"GridTextBox\",\"content\":\"Kia ora Feelz listener, hello and welcome. This is a gorjus yet unexpected question. In fact, this is my first personal enquiry. As you know I am very shy and bashful so I am going to have to go and grab a wine to work at loosening my insecurities and let the real ME out.
As a child who played music 21/7, my true dream in life was to become a drummer. Then I became a twenty-something and pissed that right off. Soon after, my dream was to start a clothing line. Then I remembered I cannot make clothes nor could I be bothered. Nek minit, I noticed that my cynical approach to humour made the people I love laugh. When my loved ones were down, I would plonk a little humour in their ear holes and for a moment their troubles were gone.
I know what youâre thinking, âomg SO beautiful, you want to make people smile!â.
WRONG hun. I realised the people I cared about would validate the crap-sack out of me when I cracked jokes, thus filling an emotional void in my being. And I was correct.
Comedy was like a drug. The LOLâs pulled eyes on me and sometimes people even quoted my jokes to other humans in the world. I created skit videos and started improv. I did anything I could to improve this skill-set that made me feel valuable to other people.
As you know, like any decent drug, the high never lasts long.
I came across the following in a Quora reply: âWhat we do, and our motivations, should ideally be entirely dependent on self-reasoning. We create the reasons behind our actions, and while otherâs ideals and nature may influence our actions and decisions, and possibly assist in keeping us on track. Our ultimately defined motivation and commitment shouldnât be sustained by someone elseâs temporal supportive nature.â These words have melted into my mind like butter on a hot cross bun. External validation is not bad, itâs just that too much of it can wreck our vibe.
One ponders where the fuck the answer to the original question has gone and as such I will henceforth tell you.
I started Feelz because I had developed a skill-set in comedy, but it was not my purpose. Against my own will I fell into my purpose. My own suicidal ideation and self-harm drove me to work in the mental health sector. Over the course of five years, I had finally found myself in a job where I was making a positive impact and getting shit done.
My âthangâ is helping people navigate their mental health in a way that is not too clinical. To engage in their emotions without feeling as though theyâre a statistic or a number, but a formed chaotic and beautiful human. One day it all clicked: mix comedy with your passion for true emotional expression. The idea was simple, though the execution of the podcast is not (a labour of pure love!). I appreciate you listening whoever you are. I appreciate you taking the time to not only help yourself but to help me too. Making episodes and writing the blogs are super therapeutic, I feel lucky to be able to share my own journey and have it empower yours in the process.
Thank you for coming to my ted talk,
Q: how the balls did you forget Friday Feelz last week?
Let me tell you a little nugget of truth from my being to yours. My least favourite aspect of adulthood is... context switching.
âWhat the bum crack is context switching?â, you ponder aloud. Context switching is the close cousin of multi-tasking. Context switching is born when you stop a task and start another one, even if you havenât finished the first task completely.
Switching back-and-forth between unrelated projects or having back-to-back meetings because your gawd damn place of employment calls upon you to be an emotional octopus.
Sounds familiar right? Are you reading this email between two unnecessary meetings? Filled with phrases such as âwith the caveat....â and âyouâre on muteâ? Thatâs only before having to appease a customer whose emails are so incessant, youâd happily find the nearest kangaroo and live in its pouch.
Our wee noggens are required to chop and change their focus so much in this new age lyf, we truly are emotional superheros for enduring.
Friday Feelz was missed because I, like many of you, am an Overworked Olivia, a Stressed Shannon and a Prickly Paula. Sometimes, I just simply do not want to be a fucking adult. If I could, Iâd spend my entire god damn day recording and writing content to support your emotional health learnings. Sadly, like many humans I am called upon to pay the bills and as such, a job I must have.
But stay with me hun! Itâs not all doomy and gloomy. I have formulated a few different strategies to support the journey of adulthood avoidance (and enjoyment of life).
Journaling. I love this new journaling habit Iâve plonked myself into. When I journal itâs a completely unedited and congruent experience. Itâs a time I get to talk to me. Organically, all of the things I want in life eventually formulate on the page. Likewise all of the things I fear donât seem so intense. For example, if my job is getting me down, I swiftly realise Iâm not trapped in any job and that life experiences are impermanent (transient). Itâs fine to be frustrated with a situation, but getting too attached to the pain within it when life events are rarely permanent is not always helpful. I feel empowered in my journal to remind myself of what matters and how to get to where I need to go next.
Tapping into my inner child as much as possible. This is different for everyone of course, but for me connecting with my inner child can be through really simple actions. What did you enjoy as a kid? I loved drawing poos and recording silly songs for my friends. As a result, sometimes Iâll draw bums, poos and willys then send them on to my not so enthused (and very patient) mates. Other times Iâll play nba on Xbox or sing to my dog. Anything that reminds you of your younger self will enable you to feel a smidge more freed up of the ballsack that is adulthood.
Take time off. I really do get the frustration of annual leave in a global pandemic. Not so thrilling to have a staycation when youâre a burnt out Betty is it? But remember that itâs a real soul grind to work as much as we humans do in the 21st century. Our wee bodies were only designed for about 6-7 hours of berry picking and hog hunting, and anthropologists donât even think that was everyday of the week. The frequency and depth in which we work is outrageous hun. Taking time off does not have to be for travel. Taking time off can be about lining up a whole lot of epic-bitch-self-love-lyf. I once took a week off just to make comedy, play guitar and go for hikes with my dog. It was the rejuvenating moist towelette to my soul. I truly recommend if this is an option for you that you commit to some you-time.
There is joy to be had in this life, Feelz Pod is here to help you through the peaks and troughs.
Thanks so much for your question, no-one ď¸
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