Recently I binge watched The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. I use 'binge watch' loosely because it was really just two episodes per night before I went to bed for a week, but really I haven't had any time for movies or TV, so to me this is binge watching. I must admit though, I didn't really 'get' it at first. I mean. Yeah she has this super cool 'I can do anything' attitude, and that really is something to look up to. There's also that catchy theme song that I just can't get out of my head so I have to skip it every time I watch the show so that it's not playing in my head ALL NIGHT LONG. Everyone I know loves the part where he's like '...those females are strong as hell!' and I get that too. It's a nice sentence. But I didn't really get why everyone was so bat shit crazy over this show. Honestly, the first time I watched it I thought it was kinda bonkers.
However, the more I watched it, the more I got it. She really can do anything and that is only because she thinks that she can do anything. She doesn't let a lack of knowledge or the current fashion statement get in the way of whatever she wants to do. She just goes out and does it. That is awesome. She has the same attitude when she faces problems. Find a solution. Make it work.
I also love the bit where she says that whenever she is feeling uneasy, she just counts to ten, and then repeats it. As she says: Take everything 10 seconds at a time. If you can make it through the next ten seconds, just start another 10 seconds.
Again, I thought 'that is ridiculous and cannot possibly work'. I mean, let's be real. But it does work. I know because I tried it.
I did not intentionally mean to try it. It just happened. I was on my flight home from Charlotte a couple weekends ago (which you can read about here!) and I had made it to the last leg of the flight: a short jaunt from Chicago to Toledo. This flight was roouuuuggghh. It was a small plane, with one seat on the left, and two seats on the right. It was so very very shaky. I was sat in the single seat and couple to my right were proper freaked out. She was chanting 'omgomgomgomg' and grabbing her significant other, squeezing her eyes shut, and he was doing everything he could to calm her down. Idk if it was the shaky flight or that lady that had me a bit freaked out, but I swear I just started counting in my head. I counted to ten. Then I started over and counted to ten again. And again and again until we landed safely. It really really helped. I thought, I got through those ten seconds, I can get through the next ten seconds.
I do realise how ridiculous this sounds, but in the moment it worked. And I can guarantee that I will count to ten again in the future for this very same reason. I am counting to ten in my head whilst I am writing this, again, on anther plane.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that there is no shame in your game. If counting to ten makes you feel better, do it. If it's yoga or a Beyoncé song instead, that's ok too. I'm not here to judge, and you shouldn't be ashamed of what works for you.
You do you, just like Kimmy Schmidt.
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