It Brings Us Together!

The Ultimate Reset is bringing us closer together. I am not even joking! Here are the benefits of working towards the same fitness goals together:

1. You can cook and prep your meals together rather than alone.
2. If someone drops the ball on prepping meals, you can help by picking up the slack for them.
3. Um we get to laugh about the things we miss (foods and wine ;)) together.
4. We have felt brought together by a common goal.
5. We have more sex… yep I said it. We are feeling more energy and more up beat! We are more attracted to one another and we are more excited to yah know… do the things!

So another benefit of this whole Ultimate Reset experience… our marriage has only gotten better…
I love you babe! Eric Miron14370164_10210535801172739_5139536442901391058_n

My Journey with Depression.

 

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The tunes were pumping, the sun was shining bright, I had a pretty awesome to do list in place, and I was ready to conquer the day… or was I? I quickly noticed that my favorite song was not igniting the same joy in my heart. I looked around out side and everything seemed to be a little bit gloomier. I felt a feeling of panic and fear rush over my body. I thought about my to do list and all of sudden it felt the the world was on my shoulders. I thought about the hours, the days and the months ahead of me and everything seemed… bleak. Nothing about the up coming dinner I was planning seemed to bring peace in my heart. Nothing about a peaceful evening on the couch with my husband sounded appealing. I wanted to pull the car to the side of the road and cry. What was going on?!

I knew it. I was depressed again. It hit me out of no where. Or did it? The signs were coming but I was trying my hardest to ignore every one of them. The signs looked like this:

  1. Trouble falling asleep
  2. Panic attacks out of no where
  3. Slowly becoming less excited about things that normally excited me.
  4. Feel nervous in the morning and relaxed later in the evening.

I could not believe I was here again. This would be my 3rd bout of depression in my life. My first happened when I graduated college and the stress of the world got to me. I thought for sure when I beat that I was free from it completely. I thought… this should be a fluke right? The second hit me in 2015 shortly after my Step Father passed away, we moved to Texas, my business got crazy busy, and my Mother moved in with us. That bout lasted 7 months until I was treated with anti depressants and therapy. I was free and clear of most symptoms by the time I was pregnant with my son. I felt 90% for the length of my pregnancy. But then I lost my son. The weeks after loosing him I experienced some slight panic here and there, and the normal feelings of sadness. But I was coping and felt balanced chemically.

After my first menstrual period after losing my son (he passed away at 32 weeks due to a chord accident)  I realized Depression and Anxiety would be something that I would have to deal with for the rest of my life. This sucker was not going to just disappear. This was something I had to be on top of for the rest of my existence if I wanted to live a balanced life. I was devastated, heart broken, terrified. What if I feel this way forever? What if my life is stuck feeling this way! What if I never go on to enjoy my incredible family? What if I go on to live in a mental health facility just like my Father!!

Here is the difficult fact … my father and his siblings all struggle with mental illness. They all have had a variety of mental illnesses take over their life. I knew this, but I did not want to face it until I myself started to experience Depression. I began asking my cousins if they to had issues with Depression and come to find out… they to were dealing with this. That fear took over me for many weeks and I did not know how to cope. The “what ifs” of my world became to hard to bare. The uncertainties of my life and future became to hard to function around. I started to develop OCD symptoms and began ruminating about whether or not I would become like my Father.

Here is the deal. I know that this is a chemical in-balance. I know that it is not my fault. I know that I have a fabulous life, a life to be very proud of and grateful for… so these feelings are not real. These feelings are the power of Depression lying to me. As of last week I started to feel some relief of this most recent battle with Depression. Fortunately I knew right away that I needed help. I got in contact with my Doctors, my therapist and I let my family know that I was in deed struggling. I was given an adjustment in antidepressants, I was given more therapy sessions, and I began studying “The Depression Cure” by Stephen S. Ilardi.

I am a Blogger, Mom, Wife, Successful Entreprenuer …. and I also struggle with mental illness. I am real. This is real.

Why Do I share this with you?! Am I looking for a pity party?! Absolutely NOT! I am looking for the “Me too’s” out there! I am looking for other Women who are to afraid to get their Depression treated. I am looking for the people out there that have stigmatized Depression and Anxiety. I am looking for the people who believe that Depression is only for sad and miserable people who have terrible lives… BECAUSE I AM HERE TO TELL YOU THAT IS THE FURTHEST THING FROM THE TRUTH. I am looking for the people who think that their thoughts and fears are just life and not a chemical in-balance. I am here to tell you that millions of people struggle with Depression and 1 in 4 people in the United States will experience a bout of it in their life time. There are people who take their own lives because they have no idea how to escape the pain when there is help right around the corner.

I share this because if I can help one person out there see hope, and see a fighter, they to will fight for their lives. Depression steals your joy, ability to function, and often your life. I am the face of someone who has had Depression and refuses to let it take over my life. I am someone who is not willing to go down without a fight, and I want to take you with me! So if you or someone you know battles with this illness… know that you are or they are not alone. Depression will lie to you and tell you that no one knows what you are feeling. Depression will lie to you and tell you that you will never get better, but here is the incredible thing about Depression… you can get better. There are hundreds of ways to improve in this illness. You just have to be willing to put in the work and dedication. I suggest the following:

  1. Immerse yourself in peer support. There are some really great groups on Facebook to be a part of.
  2. Read “The Depression Cure” by Stephen S. Ilardi
  3. See a Psychiatrist and do not be afraid of taking something for short period. Just to help you get back to you!
  4. See a Therapist weekly. Do not give up on attending your sessions. Just because you start to feel better does not mean you have to tools to make sure it does not come back.
  5. Go for long vigorous walks even when you feel terrible and do not want to. Force yourself to.
  6. Tell your family that you are sick. You need to be treated like someone with the flu. It is worse than the flu in my opinion so why not treat yourself like it? How do you treat yourself when you have the flu?
  7. Find something to do with your hands. Teach yourself to crochet, knit, cross stitch. Do something to stay out of bed and be productive.
  8. Do not make major life changes. Do not move, do not leave your spouse, do not leave your job. Chances are you are having feelings about these things … it could just be your chemical in balance causing you to not see the love and joy in those things. That is how depression works. It takes the peace and joy right out of things. Its not the things, its you… so give it time.
  9. I cannot stress #2 enough. Such a great book!
  10. I have to give credit to the medication that I take that has helped me and that is Lexapro. It is hard to admit that I take something for depression, but it is what it is. It has helped me get lifted off of the ground when things seem to tough.

Reach out to friends and family. You never know who in your life is going through what you are. Having peer support is so important. You never know who you might affect by simply sharing your pain and struggles. Do not be embarrassed or afraid. This is a real mental illness brought on by life stress that our bodies are not meant to handle. This does not make you weak, crazy, or bad… this makes you human. Everyone struggles with some sort of illness in their life… this just happens to be the one you struggle with and the beauty of life is that you are not alone in that struggle.

 

 

PROJECT SELF

This world is full of distractions. As a Wife, Mother, and Business Owner, it often seems next to impossible to fully take great care of myself. I often find that my health and my wellness comes last. I know what you are thinking… “she is a health and wellness Coach… shouldn’t it come first?!” Error! I put others before me all to often and I am willing to bet you are the same way. That is why I am putting together a 3 week self cleansing emersion group! We will start on September 5th and will focus 100% on cleaning out our systems, reseting out bodies, and getting back to the basics of our health. We will do daily light yoga virtually, we will focus on a 3 week total body cleanse, and we will work to improve our spirit through personal development!

 

PROJECT SELF

 

Reboot and Cleanse.

That is the power of the Ultimate Reset. It can literally change your life for the better, but what specifically is the Ultimate Reset and how does it help you down the road to wellness? The Ultimate Reset is a 21-day program that gently helps restore the body to its “factory settings” while maximizing energy production and nutrient retention. Ultimate Reset is a program designed to get the body in top shape internally, just as a fitness program gets the body in top shape externally. Anyone looking to restore energy, boost moods, and maximize health can dramatically improve the way they feel and function. The first week of the Ultimate Reset is phase one where you will reclaim your body, accessing its inner chemistry and preparing it for change. You’ll gradually remove foods such as red meat and dairy from your diet. With week two comes phase 2 where you begin to release unwanted compounds that have been holding your system back and start the detoxification process. This phase includes a gentle colon cleanse and digestive support. DON’T WORRY you won’t be running to the toilet. This is a gentle cleanse where you’ll be eating 3 meals a day + snacks. However, you’ll now be eating a fully vegan diet. Week three begins phase three where you’ll help restore your digestive system along with other internal processes to maximum efficiency, putting nutrients, enzymes, and pre-and probiotics back into your body. This is when you’ll start to really feel on top of the world and ready to yell from the roof tops how amazing you feel!

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Why Reset?

Even though the body is extremely resilient, our bodies have been pushed to the limit by pollution, pesticides, preservatives, and chemicals contained in nearly every item that makes up our modern world. These harmful items can disrupt the normal function of our bodies, which, in turn, can result in reduced energy, weight gain, and a weaker immune system.

With the Beachbody Ultimate Reset® you get these benefits:

  • Improved energy*
  • Better digestion and weight loss*
  • A more positive mood as you get healthier*

My Personal Journey! 

Many of you have followed me through many aspects of my life. Most recently the loss of my baby boy Jack. Over the last 5 years I have experienced some extreme highs and extreme lows which threw my body for a serious loop. Through really dialing in my nutrition, committing to moving my body daily, through peer support and through daily reading I have been able to ease the affects of Depression, anxiety, and OCD. My issues started with Post Partum Depression with my first born. I was tired, I was not sleeping, and my thoughts were getting the best of me. I found health and fitness and saw a major change in my mood and my ability to cope. As I grew stronger I began reading personal development and focusing even more on a really dialed in nutrition plan.

So now I am looking for you! I am looking for 10 other ladies who are serious about taking this challenge with me to getting back to health. Getting back to vitality!!!

 

Please take a peak into this incredible program!!! Watch this video now!!

So lets get started !!!

The first step is to get your challenge pack ordered by August 17th. We will then kick off our journey together on August 29th! On September 5th we will also add your names into drawing to be able to win some serious cash for participating in this challenge with me. Once you receive your challenge pack you will un wrap it and dive on in! You will need to take some time to really study the contents and make sure you are ready for August 29th! This is going to be a major lifestyle over haul so be certain this is the change that you are ready to make. Each day I will post yoga training videos that you can do from the comfort of your own home. Each day you will also receive daily affirmations and video broadcasts from personal development GURU’s who have changed my life and I know will change yours!

You can expect to lose weight, feel great, get a reset, sleep better, and have more energy …

 

So click the hyper link below to secure your spot. Please be sure to include Anita Miron as your Coach. Once you have set up your enrollment I will reach out with further instruction!! Lets get started!

 

Secure Your Spot Now: Order Your Challenge Pack

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Thank You.

“Your story gave me strength. I also lost a baby in late pregnancy and it gave me courage to read your posts.”
 
Each and every hour while at Team Beachbody Summit a Woman would approach me and share with me that she lost a baby. My heart broke each time someone shared. I feel all to sad that so many people share this journey with me. I am also thankful for the Women in the world who are not afraid to share, who are not afraid to approach me and tell me their story… because just like I gave them strength, they give me strength too.
 
Being a grieving Mother is a full time job. Each day I face a new challenge. Just when I think things are getting easier, something else hits me hard.
 
1. Sadness
2. Anger
3. Insomnia
4. Anxiety
5. Depression (yes totally different from sadness. If you have had Depression you know… its more like hopelessness).
6. Medication changes and trying new medications.
7. The grief of having to take said medications.
 
These challenges can seem so overwhelming and if I had to go through it alone, I am not sure how I would survive the pain. I loved that Baby with all of my heart and soul. When I lost him I felt a piece of me die. I know I still have my little girl to be strong for, but that does not take away the extreme love and loss of my second born. I am so thankful for each and every “Thank you” “Me too” “You gave me strength” “You are not alone”. Again I am sad and angry that so many Women have to deal with this, but it really gave me courage and hope to hear everyone’s story as I walked the streets of Nashville.
 
Admittedly I was terrified to go to Beachbody Summit. The last thing I wanted was sad eyes looking at me. The Last thing I wanted was “I am so sorry for your loss.” But I knew I needed to be there for my team. When I got there I was greeted with compassion, understanding, and Women who could relate. For that I am thankful. I met many Rainbow Babies which filled my heart with joy and gave me hope.
 
I am sorry that so many of us have to be a part of this club, but I am Thankful that I am not alone.
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Turning Pain Into Something Beautiful

I have been sharing my life on Facebook for over 4 years now. For 3.5 years I did a really good job of showing you all the high light real. I did a really good job of sharing with you all how I have created a life of success out of nothing. Granted, I did do that… my life has not always been unicorns and butterflies. I have shared some hard things with you all recently (Losing my son), but there is something else in my life that is equally as hard to talk about and to deal with and that is my Father. This weekend we drove 5.5 hours to visit my Father and my Grand Mother. Two weeks ago my Grand Father passed away. Every time i visit Vincennes Indiana my heart breaks. I actually spent 5 years avoiding that city so that a I didn’t have to face that hurt ever again. As I have grown more mature, I have realized I cannot run away anymore, I absolutely have to grow brave and face the reality. 

13817248_10210017804383143_1993960303_n.jpgWhen I was 6 years old my Father was diagnosed with a multitude of mental disorders. Schizophrenia, Depressive Delusional Disorder, and as a side affect Dementia. As a little girl I never quite understood what was going on with my Father. All I knew was Daddy slept a lot. I recall multiple visits to the VA clinic to see my Father hunched over and miserable. As the years progressed my Father was able to cope with his disorders and be there for me, but there came a time when he could no longer cope. He refused to take his medication because he believed he did not need them anymore. That is when things really took a turn for the worst. I was 11 years old when I first saw my Father come completely un done. I watched him sleep for weeks, I watched him stop taking care of himself, he stopped showering, he wet and pooped the bed. He started to write on the walls, and create frightening conspiracies.  He stopped washing his clothes, he started to talk to himself, and he stopped being in touch with reality. He gained massive amounts of weight, stopped smiling, and cried often. For a little girl to watch all of this was traumatic. 

This tore me apart. My Best Friend, My Dad, my Rock, my strength was taken from me in what seemed like over night. I was so scared and so heart broken. My parents were divorced when I was 8 years old and so I only saw my Father during the Summers. Every time I visited he just got worse and worse, and eventually I was no longer able to see my Father. We spoke on the phone here and there, but it got to be to painful. He began writing letters that made no sense, he began talking to me about things that just didn’t add up, and finally I made the decision to decrease how much I was interacting with my Father because he refused to be medicated. This was a tough decision that was made out of fear. I was terrified of him and I was also terrified that this could be my reality as well. 

It has been a year since I went to visit my Father. Friday we made the journey to Vincennes. I was terrified. I knew that I would hurt seeing him, I knew that I would need to go through pain upon visiting him. I have dealt with Depression and anxiety off and on for about 7 years now and since losing Jack is has reared its ugly head. I was terrified to see my Father because I did not want my own Anxiety to increase. Watching my Father deteriorate over the years has been a major part of why I struggle with Depression and Anxiety and selfishly I wanted to protect myself from getting worse. 

Has my Father’s condition improved? No, in fact it has only gotten worse. He weights 400 LBS, can barely walk, has black feet and legs, he can barely breath due to smoking two packs a day, and has heart disease.  Every time I see him or talk to him it seems as though he is deteriorating. Is there a happy ending to this story? Yes… it may not seem like it but check this out… 

My father has Faith. He believes in Jesus and loves Jesus very much. Through all of my Fathers pain and suffering he was able to tell me this weekend that the only thing that has kept him alive has been the promises from Jesus. The only thing that has kept him alive is LOVE from God. I could not believe my ears. I have recently been through some seriously painful stuff, but nothing compared to my Father. I struggled so heavily with Faith because I just couldn’t understand why God would want me to struggle… but my Dad… he has Faith, Love and Peace from Jesus. How incredible is that? I am not proclaiming to be the strongest Christian, or have a ton of Faith… but I just found it so inspiring that my Father finds strength in a higher power. Even with all of the pain from heart disease, hypoglycemia, diabetes and dementia… he has found a way to look forward to every day. Because Jesus died on the cross and promised eternal life and salvation my Father pulls through each day. Because God sacrificed his only son to show us that we will eventually be without pain and suffering my Father has strength in the every day. 

The other part of the Happy Ending, I finally got my Father to agree to transfer to a Nursing Home in Michigan so that we could be closer to him and help him through his care and just be there for him. I want so badly to make up for the lost years. The years where I was not strong enough to be a part of his life. My fear kept me away. I won’t let that happen again. I found strength this weekend to be with my Father, and I have to believe that strength came from God. I have to believe the prayers I did this weekend carried me through. I am 30 years old now. I am no longer that scared 18 year old who didn’t know what to do in the face of adversity and pain. I am a Woman who can do hard things. I came away from seeing my Dad without deep sadness and fear but rather I came away with hope. I have hope that we can make up for the lost time and finally have a relationship again, as much as his mental health will allow. 

One Day at A Time

Workout complete, and today it was especially more challenging than usual.
 
Through my experience with previous bouts of Depression and Anxiety I have learned that the key is to fake it until you make it. It sounds impossible, and it sounds really challenging because it almost is. When I go through something like this I make a plan for myself. I make sure my next day is planned. I sit down with my computer and I map out my day. When going through depression none of that sounds appealing, especially the things that you have planned our for your day, but you must do it anyway. It beats the heck out of laying in your bed and hiding.
 
Getting around other people as much as you can, working out, starting a new project, plugging into support, plugging into as much work as you can will carry you through until the clouds part. It may take days, it may take months, it may take years, but trust your Doctors as they make the proper adjustments for you in your medication, and while that is happening FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT.
 
Depression is real. Anxiety is real. It is a real chemical inbalance of the brain. It is a real disorder and millions of people suffer from it daily. Those who are not educated, those who do not understand that they are dealing with a disorder fall into a danger zone. That is why I try to speak out about Depression as much as I can. It helps me to cope and if I can help someone else it brings me some hope.
 
So if you are dealing with Depression or anxiety take it one day at a time, take it one breath at a time. Talk to you Doctor about medications for the short term or even the long term, and sit down with someone who loves you and make a game plan for you day.
 
For me…
 
Read
Workout
Plant a garden
talk to a friend
work my business
Volunteer to work with teens with Down Syndrome (we are playing tennis together today )
Trust me, when in the throws of depression those things do not sound appealing. They in fact give you anxiety and sound over whelming, but oh well… you just need to throw yourself into it and do it. Don’t let it overwhelm you to much. If you need to take a break and just mellow out, that is fine to, but keep getting up and trying again and again. Set the example to others who are fighting this disorder every day.
 
If you are not someone who struggles with depression this is a great message to send to a friend in need.
 
You may not know it but someone very close to you could be struggling … be a friend. Show that you care. Show that you love them.13775567_10209981358312014_2437782565376061175_n

The Gift of Therapy

Today I gave my self the gift of therapy. I must admit, I am one of those Women who believe they have got it all under control. I am one of those Women who believe that they can do it all on their own. This weekend I decided that I needed help. The frustration, anger, sadness, and grief became to much. I felt like I was drowning in confusion, anxiety and ultimately depression. It got to be to much for me to handle on my own, and I am thankful that today I reached out for help. It has been nearly 2 months since I lost my son. I thought that through that time it would get easier. I assumed that grief was linear and that I would just gradually ease out of the pain.

I am learning that isn’t the case. I am learning that grief is a zig zag of lines. Grief is an absolute mess of emotions and experiences. I am no expert, but grief really sucks. I have been very quiet on my social media lately because I am really at a loss of what to say. I miss him so much, and I am so sad that I lost him, but my sadness has transferred its self to other aspects of my life. My over all out look on life has completely changed. Once I noticed that I was struggling to write, and I was struggling to find the joy in the simple things… I knew I was dealing with depression.

So here I am on this healing mission. Two steps forward, and 3 steps back… but one day I will make it.

Therapy was exactly what I needed today. I just needed to talk and I needed to cry, and I needed to be angry, and I needed someone to just say “you’re going to be okay. We are going to make sure you are okay.” I needed an advocate. For once I needed someone else to catch me and advocate for me.

If you are struggling with Depression or Anxiety please know that there are so many resources out there to help you get back to healthy again. There are so many people out there that will advocate for you and will help you heal. You just need to ask! Have the courage to just say HELP. You aren’t being weak… you are being brave. Asking for help is simply BRAVE. Depression does not mean you are giving up, depression means you are fighting one heck of a battle and you are a warrior.

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