Stimming

So, I just realised that dancing is a stim of mine. Didn’t occur to me before now. I don’t do it often, yet it’s happened twice this fortnight. The first time was fine. Today was not, because I couldn’t stop as each song came on. I got too hot, and then I started feeling sick, but I still had to keep doing it. It was a real struggle to actually stop the music. Not sure how I feel about it. I know I’ve been very stressed and anxious recently, for one thing or another. My fingers are raw from biting and picking the skin. Ugh. Weary Does anyone else dance, and can you stop when you want too?

My daughter said to keep doing it, as it’s good for me…. I don’t know if it did feel good….

Parents
  • I do picking my nails and skin around until it bleeds when nervous/anxious/excited.

    I do finger-flipping and body rocking, or tap my nails on sufaces rhytmically to stimulate myself.

    I pace instead of dancing, once I start it doesn't even occur to me that I could stop until I am relaxed enough, after all that's the purpose of it. I can go on for hours. I used to do it a lot last year when I was stressed. I'm much better for few months now, and no need to pace anymore.

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  • I do picking my nails and skin around until it bleeds when nervous/anxious/excited.

    I do finger-flipping and body rocking, or tap my nails on sufaces rhytmically to stimulate myself.

    I pace instead of dancing, once I start it doesn't even occur to me that I could stop until I am relaxed enough, after all that's the purpose of it. I can go on for hours. I used to do it a lot last year when I was stressed. I'm much better for few months now, and no need to pace anymore.

Children
  • I'm a bit of a pacer too. I potter about for hours at a time, ruminating, or listening to things to distract from same. I've come to realise that piano practice is a bit of a stim, and a constructive one too. Not that pacing isn't, it's all steps/movement, which I think is what our evolutionary blueprint demands of us in at the very least  least the most rudimentary of ways, which physical momentum somewhat satisfies. It's why an hour of telly after a day of light exercise feels was more comforttable than a couch potato day, where anxiety builds from the unearned inertia. 

  • I hate that one,  because the results show. I really am ashamed of my hands and what I’ve done to them. But you know, I don’t realise I’m doing it most of the time,