So as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I’ve been a little obsessed with my new thing lately.
Ok, so I’ve been a lot obsessed.
Which doesn’t surprise me in the least. I tend to get very excited by new projects, and of course, this wasn’t just any old new project.
This is my new thing, in living color; this is what I”m supposed to be doing, what I want/need/love to be doing!
What I wasn’t expecting was the incredible crash I experienced the moment immediately after announcing my new thing to the world.
After all the time and energy and passion I put into preparing for the announcement, the last thing I expected was this sudden lack of energy and motivation to do… anything!
It was almost like I went into a state of postpartum depression.
Which made perfect sense, as soon as I had that thought… because, in a way, I am a new mom.
I’ve nurtured this tiny, sweet thing, protected and loved it, fed it and cared for it. And now it’s out there, vulnerable, no longer entirely my own.
I’m exhausted, I’m scared, and I no longer have this singular goal to focus on and distract me.
At first, I wondered what the hell was wrong with me. Why wasn’t I excited? I should be so happy, thrilled that my thing was blossoming so beautifully.
I mean, yeah, I was kinda happy. But mostly I just felt… empty.
The thing is, that’s perfectly normal!
This is part of the cycle of creation… it’s the circle of life, baby! (cue cheesy Disney music… oh, sorry… nevermind that part)
Night follows day, just as winter follows the harvest. Not because there’s something wrong with the sun, or because the earth has nothing decent left to create.
These are times of rest, of recuperation. And just as nature needs to slow down and replenish it’s resources, so do we.
Sometimes I forget how unnatural our modern lifestyle has become.
I rail at myself for being so tired every day around 2pm. I wonder why I seem to lose the ability to care about anything every few weeks.
I used to dream of discovering the regimen of food and exercise that would allow me to go through every day full of energy.
Unfortunately, I’m pretty sure the only thing that would ever allow me to achieve that dream, is a regimen of copious drug use. Which is kind of a problem, since I don’t even like taking aspirin…
Fortunately, I’ve realized just how ridiculous that dream is.
Energy follows a natural cycle of ups and downs.
There’s nothing wrong with this, and trying to change the system would just screw everything up.
In the morning, we wake up and our energy levels begin to rise. At some point during the day we peak, and then our energy starts to wane.
Some people cycle once per day; their energy rises slowly, peaks, then drains slowly until they feel tired and decide to go to bed.
I tend to cycle twice per day; my energy rises quickly, peaks around noon, then crashes, leaving me desperate for a nap around 2pm. Around 4 or 5 in the evening, my energy starts to rise again, peaks sometime between 10 and midnight, then crashes again around 1 or 2 in the morning.
Along with this daily cycle, I have a general monthly cycle. For about 3 weeks my energy will rise; during this time I’m highly motivated. I love life and have plenty of energy to put towards accomplishing my goals.
Then, for about 3 days, I’m slightly manic. If I’m not careful, I can eat about a month’s worth of food in these few days. I can also accomplish an insane amount of work… but only if I can manage to keep myself focused.
By the end of my “manic” stage, I’m just about worn out. I’m having a hard time liking myself, and start to wonder what the hell is wrong with me. This is when the crash hits.
For about a week, to a week and a half, I go into what I call my “teen angst” mode; I hate my life, I have zero energy, and all I want to do is curl up in bed with the covers over my head.
It’s very much not fun.
Eventually, my energy level starts to climb, and the funk slowly lifts. By the end of my week and a half, I’m beginning to feel marginally human again. I’m able to remember why I love life so much, and getting out of bed becomes much more appealing, less like the worst idea ever.
And the cycle begins anew…
Right now, I’m mid-way through the “teen-angst” phase. Which definitely does not help with the postpartum thing-announcing blues.
What does help is recognizing that this is all part of my cycle.
This is normal, and while I may not love being in it right now, at least I know it will pass.
For years I struggled against the “down” phases of my cycle. Every time I found myself tired, completely lacking in motivation, apathetic even, I would wonder what was wrong with me?
I would experiment with different diets, try to impose a rigid sleeping schedule, up the amount of exercise I was getting, lower the amount of exercise I was getting.
Anything to try to “normalize” my energy levels and avoid those down phases.
It wasn’t until I started tracking my patterns that I realized this is just a part of who I am, and how I work.
And seeing the cyclical nature of my patterns helped me relate them to the cycles of the natural world.
Which helped me realize that my energy cycles, including the down phases, were perfectly natural.
There is nothing wrong with me. I am not a bad person because I spend one out of every five weeks nearly incapable of getting out of bed!!!
Of course, it’s easy to forget all that when I’m feeling low.
But that’s what this is for, along with my Book of Me, and the notes I’ve begun to write in my calendar.
To remind me when I forget to remember.
Commenty Stuff
This is all just part of my process, my attempt at working on my stuff. If any of my stuff stepped on the toes of your stuff, I apologize.
It’s not meant to be a “this is what you should do” sort of thing, it’s more of a sharing, in case something I’ve said helps kind of thing.
Also, if you’re interested in learning a bit more about your cycles, I definitely recommend Charlie Gilkey’s heatmap. It’s free, and it can really help you figure out where your natural rhythms lie.
One bit of advice (if you want it); the heatmap is designed to track daily cycles, but my daily cycles didn’t mess with me nearly as much as the longer term ones. So I just altered the map to track a month’s worth of days, rather than a day’s worth of hours.